Glowing yellow eyes peer down from the trees. From the grass. From the horizon. There's no counting how many pairs of eyes can see the same thing.
A small fawn. Lying alone in a vast grassy meadow. Looking down at her just like the eyes in the trees is the moon.
And so it is. A vibrant life to be lived hidden in the trees, overlooked by the ones that gaze upon her now. And so it is a fragile, naive thing lying in the dark, focused on tomorrow rather than what could be the end of today.
Perhaps she was born something else and given the wrong legs to stand on. But perhaps it doesn't matter because her flank is peppered with snow-like spots. And even when those spots fade, she'll be the same thing she was as a young one.
Prey.
But where is the shame in feeding the hungry?
✨2/52 Weekly Spread ✨The first photo was taken from my 2022 Journaling Spread and then the one I did for this week. Looking back, change has been good to me and my journey on finding my style has flourished! I’m also wanting to do different kinds of Journaling style and do more experimentation with all the materials I have. Hey, if ever you have something in mind for me to try, please feel free to make use of the comment section as our 💜“Styles to TRY”💜so everybody that will see this post can get ideas as well for all of you to try. Stay warm and stay wonderful!
👋🏽¡Hola! ¿Cómo les va? ¿Han escrito algo en sus libretas cuando hay preocupaciones? 📖 Yo ando algo nerviosa por un nuevo proyecto que comienzo pronto y quisiera compartirles algunas reflexiones que me puse a hacer al respecto para relajarme. A fin de cuentas, los ejercicios de #journaling ayudan mucho a enfocar la mente y ponerla en un lugar menos denso. ¡Es sorprendente la manera en la que ayuda! 📖 #paginasdetania #journalingideas #journal #myjournal #journalspread #journalingcommunity #journalingpages #journalinspiration #journalinginspiration #journalpages #picoftheday #photooftheday #creativejournaling #diariocreativo #papeleriabonita #stationery #stationeryaddict #journalenespañol #journalingespañol #journalingenespañol https://www.instagram.com/p/CpDRBkqucR0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
i’m finally back with another spread in my hobonichi weeks. happy new year to those who believe in time !! wishing everyone a safe, healthy, and peaceful 2024 ♥️
using petite gloom/megan rhiannon’s stickers/printables ☁️
more than half of july was dark and dreary so here are 7 songs (plus one) i've been listening to quite a lot. (yes, i like to down the already down weather)
Happy belated Valentines Day. Why not start this blog with a piece about my first true love? Here's to the day that you find yours if you haven't already 🥂
Oh, my dear. How I wish you knew how you taught me to breathe. Despite your own pain, you are a teacher of peace and comfort.
Even when I lament about the unfairness of life, and how I wish my soul belonged to the stars, you remind me why my soul has belonging right where it is. You tell me why my soul is meant to observe the stars rather than live amongst them.
I often wonder how you've sewn so much resilience and integrity, but to discover that you too feel weak and worthless at times makes your wisdom that much more meaningful.
I'm unsure if you've noticed, but every night before we step inside for the night, I always look to the moon. At least once.
When I was younger, I would spend hours on the stoop of my apartment staring at the moon hoping she'd answer my questions. Questions whose absence of answers left me tearful and hopeless. Little did I know, none of my burning questions had answers at the time. Soon enough, my pendulum became a fidget toy rather than a tool used to conjure answers from thin air. I eventually began to visit the moon for her company alone. I'd speak into nothing, and hope that she heard, and now I look up to the moon and thank her for her silence. Because now, you walk beside me.
Much like the noise from above is meant to fall on our ears as silence, Our connection is more than just purposeful. It was fated.