How does one begin to look, be with, and hear their own heart? I don’t think one can even choose when their heart reminds them of what it yearns for. Nor do I think any real love or connection can ever be ignored or deceived. No matter how much one or I could deafen ears or my conscious. No matter how much I may try to cover my eyes and blind myself with anything you can.
This feeling. This love.
Ergo my heart overflows like a heron’s fountain.
I can hardly feel words will ever do what my heart wishes to communicate. Should I have to spend the next ten years or more searching or learning how to convey my heart I will, should you accept and wish to listen.
As I grow with every new day and mistake, I sit and lay beside my heart. We look to the same horizon hoping to see you and your heart approaching from the distance. There is a calmness, yet anticipation surrounding my heart and I.
If I truly will be allowed to give myself to you and your heart someday, then when that time comes let us speak as one with our hearts as we confess to each other. No matter if we are on opposite sides of this Earth or beside each other.
For I know my heart has the strength to live on and I have the will to befriend you and your heart. With or without shame I hope I never have to do so. I love you so
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Plant of the Day
Wednesday 19 February 2025
Part of the displays at the David Welch Winter Gardens in Duthie Park, Aberdeen, were a range of Hippeastrum cultivars (amaryllis). These tender bulb needs to be planted in a container indoors in a colder climate, from October to January. The bulbs should flower about six to eight weeks after planting, and provided the foliage is allowed to produce energy for another bulb and there is a cooler rest period it will flower the next winter. A friend of mine has kept the same plant for over 40 years!
Jill Raggett
Louise Glück, from Meadowlands; "Departure"
[Text ID: "The night isn't dark; the world is dark. / Stay with me a little longer."]
Nothing more true
*Mutual reblogs something you posted*
Me: They still like me. Thank God.
by nathanaelbillings
Not necessarily standing up for myself but I found that this helped me remember the inner strength I have that can be forgotten or smothered at times while sailing through the storms of my own thoughts
"Standing up for yourself looks different, each and every time. Sometimes it requires you to be loud, but most times requires silence. An inexactitude of madness, but controlled so effortlessly. It's analyzing the situation, and then recognizing needs. It's what happens in the middle, you may bend but don't you break.. Although the storms can be tiring, you are the pillar of love and strength."
Morgan Manifests xo
“You fall in love with the little things about someone, like the sound of their laughter and the way their smile forms.”
— Unknown
Mentally here lol for what seems like has been forever, i picture you here with me though
𝒜𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓁 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝓁ℯ𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐
𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯
Totallyyy not something i should try to live by more
“Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it’s too late. Say what you’re feeling. Waiting is a mistake.”
— Unknown