😇 Pride Angels 🏳️‍🌈

— Mary Oliver, from section 4 of “The Return,” What Do We Know: Poems and Prose Poems (Da Capo Press, 2002)

stop FUCKING telling people that no one will love them untill they love themselves. stop shoving this idea down everyone’s throat that they are unworthy of love because of their own struggle.

Solar eclipse by Gallery 360

Planisphere, 1992, Tuula Lehtinen. Finland, Born in 1956 - Etching and Aquatint -

sorry if this is too kinky but can you hold my hand and tell me that I mean a lot to you

Robin Hyde, from The Desolate Star & Other Poems (1906-1939); “The Farmer’s Wife,” (x)

Illustrations for Acts III - V from Shakespeare’s Hamlet by John Austen (1922)

Hmmmm

Witches of the past used items that were everyday stuff for them: herbs from the kitchen garden, the household broom, a kitchen knife, the thread from their spinning and sewing

How about a magical practice that uses such mundane objects today? The tags you cut out of your clothing. Candy wrappers. Coins you find on the sidewalk. Little toys you buy from a bubble-gum machine (if you can find one of those these days!). Plastic cutlery. A chip clip. Ballpoint pens. An unmatched sock you found in the dryer. Price tags. Elastic hairbands. A bottle of cheap nail polish.