Desiderata
  1. ddoublefeature:

jenny holzer inspired 

    ddoublefeature:

    jenny holzer inspired 

  2. sixpenceee:

    Reddit user IMAMenlo found a handwritten note on an empty chair at the San Francisco Airport. It didn’t have anything except “read me” written on the outside. 

    This is what it says:

    recently left an emotionally abusive relationship.

    After months of insults I wont repeat, false accusations, lies, delusions, broken mirrors, nightly battles…. I left. I know that I was being poisoned by each day that I stayed. So with a heavy heart, I left my lover of three years, knowing that I had already put it off too long. At first he begged, then he cursed, but eventually he paced his bags and faded out of my life like a bad dream.

    For the first few weeks, my body seemed to reject this. For three years I had seen the world through him-colered glasses. I didn’t know who I was without him. Despite the kindness of friends and even strangers. I could not help feeling utterly alone.

    But it was this sense of aloneness that set me free. Somewhere along the way, I let go. I released all of the painful memories, the names he had called me, the shards of him buried deep in my brain. I stopped believing the things he had made me think about myself. I began to see how extraordinary, breathtakingly beautiful life is. I meditated, drank too much coffee, talked to strangers, laughed at nothing. I wrote poetry and stopped to smell and photograph every flower. Once I discovered that my happiness depends only on myself, nothing could hurt me anymore.

    I have found and continue to find peace. Each day I am closer to it than I was yesterday. I am a work in progress but I am full to the brim with gratitude and joy.

    And so, since I have opened a new chapter in my life, I want to peacefully part with the contents of the last chapter. The end of my relationship was the catalyst for a wealth of positive changes in my life. It was a symbol, most importantly, it was an act of self-love. It was a realization that I deserved to be happy and I could choose to be. And so, in an effort to leave behind the things that do not help me grow, I am letting go of a relic from the painful past.

    I wore this necklace-a gift from him-every day for over two years. To me, letting it go is a joyous declaration that I am moving forward with strength and grace and deep, lasting peace.

    Please accept this gift as a reminder that we all deserve happiness. Whoever you are, and whatever pain you have faced, I hope you find peace.

    Namaste,
    Jamie

    I hope this inspired/encouraged anyone going through the same thing to leave.  

    Another inspiring post

  3. I shiver, thinking how easy it is to be totally wrong about people, to see one tiny part of them and confuse it for the whole.
    — Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall (via iamatinyowl)
  4. humansofnewyork:

“My younger sister died when I was seven. I remember my mom asking if I’d seen her, and we searched the whole house, and discovered her beneath some hurricane shutters. We think that she climbed up on them to play, and they fell down on her. My strongest memory from that day is these two young girls, holding open our front door when the paramedics arrived. I can see them clearly in my memory, but I don’t know who they are. I may have just invented them, but I like to think that they were angels.”

    humansofnewyork:

    “My younger sister died when I was seven. I remember my mom asking if I’d seen her, and we searched the whole house, and discovered her beneath some hurricane shutters. We think that she climbed up on them to play, and they fell down on her. My strongest memory from that day is these two young girls, holding open our front door when the paramedics arrived. I can see them clearly in my memory, but I don’t know who they are. I may have just invented them, but I like to think that they were angels.”

  5. riddlemetom:

    the 7th harry potter book was released july 21st 2007 that is exactly 7 years ago today

    today’s the day to make a horcrux y’all

  6. surfily:

Messy art studios are my favourite

    surfily:

    Messy art studios are my favourite

  7. mylifeasqueenb:

    girls all go to the bathroom together because that’s where we rap battle

  8. m0ssy:

    mcry:

    there was a monarch butterfly outside with a torn wing and i thought it was dead so i went to pick it up off the ground with a flower but it began to hurriedly clutch onto it trying to drink something. it was totally trembling; it had a gash on it’s body and i knew it was dying but i couldn’t bring myself to kill it, so i googled a monarch’s favourite food and it ended up being mandarins. he literally devoured as much as he could before dying and i buried him outside my window.

    You are a good person

  9. *gently buries my face into a very soft dog*

  10. Thank you guys so much for you support

    Thank you guys so much for you support

  11. I am so fucking sorry it took me this long to realize I need to love myself, and that means taking care of myself and not feeling guilty

  12. Tonight was extremely fucked up, but I am alive and surrounded by love. I am finally going to live my life for me because I am so tired of living for other people

  13. I don’t want to look back in five years time and think, ‘We could have been magnificent, but I was afraid.’ In 5 years I want to tell of how fear tried to cheat me out of the best thing in life, and I didn’t let it.

    — (via opalka)
  14. daughtersofdig:

    "Daughters never had a chance to be suns
    because it is our duty to rotate around the men we create
    If God is a he
    does that mean man gave me this burden?
    Our daughters learned from him
    how to be slaughtered, skinned & eaten
    as the last supper.
    Our sons learned to break women open
    instead of looking to them for life.

    Explain to me
    how a man can drink from his mother
    and grow to spit the milk onto his wife.”

    Listen to this extraordinary piece from First Wave that weaves together several women’s distinct stories into one wrenching and resonant voice. Share widely ‪#‎BNV14‬.

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