Like I can do anything…

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I got up early.

Early enough to see the last bit of golden shine kiss the tree’s edges.

Early enough to hear the hum and chatter of birds communicating.

Their little bodies still silhouetted on the branches.

Everything is still.

No bush or blade of green shiver.

Just peace.

Wafting… Rolling… Peace…

It makes me want to eat blackberries while bathing in sunshine.

Or walk wild flower fields with Katariina.

It makes me want to camp among boulders and builds fires with my love.

It makes me feel at home.

This stillness.

Like I can do ANYthing.

Like I was made FOR that anything.

Breakfast with my love.

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“I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength,

who does not doubt my courage or my toughness,

who does not believe me naive or innocent,

who has the courage to treat me like a woman.”

-Anias Nin

>CONSISTENTLY> CONSCIOUSLY > CHOOSING>

People whom compel your beauty and strength to rise forth.

-Duck eggs from NEW EARTH FARMS

-Pitaya smoothie from FRUITIVE 

-Floral from the forest just beyond my yard

Earth was our home

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We camped near the sea.

You could smell the salt as you awoke mingling with campfire.

Fog rolled in covering everything in mystery.
Our bodies ached from the earth beneath our bodies.

But yet I felt more alive than usual.

“Under the mossy tree’s that were sanctuary to Civil War Soldiers.
and in the swampy land that became their hell.
We will make:
Fire and Kisses.
Magic and Alters.
We will stare at the moon in whatever glory she shares and listen to her stories.
Many stories of our past and of our future.
We will sleep close to the earth, faces nestled into it’s sultry smell.
We will listen to the songs of the great mother pound throughout the night.
We will not go far in distance, but we will travel.
Travel deep into each other and ourselves.

Spirit.

IMG_4129IMG_4130Her name was spirit.

And she was all kinds of good.

“The eyes make it blossom; the heart matures it.” -Guiraut de Borneilh

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This beauty has a way in front of my lens that just about no one else has occupied.

She is divine!

Let’s daydream together.

Lets visualize all that we really desire.

I mean REALLY desire.

Like the bonfires among boulders and woods,

drinking absinth and dancing to beats antique.

Like cherry blossoms in Japan and all the polaroids we would take.

Lets watch too much anime while eating soooo much popcorn.

Lets build farms and family’s.

-Lets sink into the fact that we know, that we know, that were pretty FUCKING awesome!

Lets really let our hearts grow REAL deep in our love for each other, our men and our fancy pants big girl lives.

Because:

“The eyes make it blossom; the heart matures it.” -Joseph Campbell

Lets SEE the world.

Lets SEE each other.

Lets SEE it all as it is DEVINE.

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