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(via Slow and Sacred—How to Craft a Morning of Simple Rituals – Casa Zuma)

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Emily Dickinson, in a letter to C.H. Clark, wr. c. January 1885

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Silence had entered me. It was like the night, and my memories—they were like stars

Louise Glück, 'Midnight' from Faithful and Virtuous Night (Poems)

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Mary Oliver, from Little Owl Who Lives in the Orchard

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Full Pink Moon 2024 l Andrew McCarthy

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- Everlinet // (@everlinet)

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Morning fog on the river

Photographer: Mehmet Onelge  

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"For the most appalling quality of water is its strength. I love its flash and gleam, its music, its pliancy and grace, its slap against my body; but I fear its strength. I fear it as my ancestors must have feared the natural forces that they worshipped. All the mysteries are in its movement. It slips out of holes in the earth like the ancient snake. I have seen its birth; and the more I gaze at that sure and unremitting surge of water at the very top of the mountain, the more I am baffled. We make it all so easy, any child in school can understand it – water rises in the hills, it flows and finds its own level, and man can’t live without it. But I don’t understand it. I cannot fathom its power." — Nan Shepherd, The Living Mountain

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Happy Pink Moon in Scorpio ♏️

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― Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart