mother earth

for a spilt second, you didn’t realise this wasn’t a human eye, right?


“all things share the same breath - the animal, the tree, the human… the perfumed flowers are our sisters; the deer, the horse, the great eagle, these are our brothers. the rocky crests, the juices of the meadows, the body heat of the pony, and people - all belong to the same family… what are people without animals? if all the beasts were gone, humans would die from a great loneliness of spirit. for whatever happens to the animals soon happens to the people… all things are connected like the blood that unites us. teach your children what we have taught our children, that the earth is our mother.”

retrospect glow

A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do. He may as well concern himself with his shadow on the wall. Speak what you think now in hard words, and to-morrow speak what to-morrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict every thing you said to-day. — 'Ah, so you shall be sure to be misunderstood.' — Is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Socrates, and Jesus, and Luther, and Copernicus, and Galileo, and Newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood.
- from Self-Reliance by Ralph Waldo Emerson

how long will it take

questioning.

looking.

searching for truth, 

searching for answers.

will I find it in you?

depression diagnosis

excerpt from Goblin Market by Christina Rossetti

For there is no friend like a sister,
In calm or stormy weather,
To cheer one on the tedious way.
To fetch one if one goes astray
To lift one if one totters down,
To strengthen wilst one stands.