With Grace In Your Heart And Flowers In Your Hair

“September approaching…I feel I owe myself a brief respite of leisure and no rushing around. I can’t face the dead reality. I want rainy days, lanterns and a hundred moons twining in dark leaves, music spilling out and echoing yet inside my head.”

— Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. August 1951
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1,436 notes - Posted 3 months ago

Dear Christian: when people call you narrow minded, think twice before you fight it. You’re called to the narrow path, not the wide path or the blending in path. Your job is not to get everyone to like you or agree with you. It’s to love all people, not agree with all people. It’s to point people to Jesus, not let people point you away from Him. It’s to be salt, not sugar.
Jordan Lee | Soulscripts (via theadventurer)

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1,878 notes - Posted 1 year ago

I feel like a time traveler:
June, July, August.
Summer dissolves in my mouth
and I can’t remember what it tasted like.
Zoë Lianne, Erasure (via hisssi)

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74,280 notes - Posted 1 year ago

I feel good with my husband: I like his warmth and his bigness and his being-there and his making and his jokes and stories and what he reads and how he likes fishing and walks and pigs and foxes and little animals and is honest and not vain or fame-crazy and how he shows his gladness for what I cook him and joy for when I make him something, a poem or a cake, and how he is troubled when I am unhappy and wants to do anything so I can fight out my soul-battles and grow up with courage and a philosophical ease. I love his good smell and his body that fits with mine as if they were made in the same body-shop to do just that. What is only pieces, doled out here and there to this boy and that boy, that made me like pieces of them, is all jammed together in my husband. So I don’t want to look around any more: I don’t need to look around for anything.
Sylvia Plath (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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15,366 notes - Posted 1 year ago

I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.
Sylvia Plath (via a-witches-brew)

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3,635 notes - Posted 1 year ago

I cannot remember the books I’ve read any more than the meals I have eaten; even so, they have made me.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (via alittlebitoflace)

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5,284 notes - Posted 1 year ago

There is but one good; that is God. Everything else is good when it looks to Him and bad when it turns from Him.
C.S. Lewis, The Great Divorce (via amyelizabethlove)

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5,422 notes - Posted 1 year ago

kristenmerieandacupoftea:
“An understatement (at SoHo, Manhattan)
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9,912 notes - Posted 1 year ago

zion-and-babylon:

God is no stranger to pain. When you cry to Him, He isn’t looking down on you and saying, “Here we go again.” He’s leaning down, feeling every tear of betrayal, anxiety, and grief that you are crying, and saying “I know. I remember. I know.”

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213,047 notes - Posted 2 years ago

In 2017, text your mother back. Tell your little sister that you love her. Say “hello” to the person behind you at the store. Tell someone that they look beautiful at least once a day. Pay the toll price for the person behind you. Buy someone a cup of coffee if they have a rough day. This year, be the kindness that you want to see.
c.a.m (via thenorthsouth)

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6,605 notes - Posted 2 years ago

There are some people you’ll never see again. At least, not in the same way.
Iain Thomas
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17,248 notes - Posted 2 years ago

yourmainshawty:

rendzina:
over coffee with my mom this morning: “sometimes we hesitate to invite people into our life because we feel like our space isn’t good enough yet. things are a little messy, or our place settings don’t match, or our situation isn’t quite what we want it to be. don’t let that stop you. invite people in anyway.”
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263,595 notes - Posted 2 years ago

Thankful for lazy Thursday mornings and unexpected doodle dates. Praying that everyone stays safe and dry during Hurricane Matthew. (at Concord Coffee)

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