Let Your Troubles Be Like Sea Glass

Send your troubles out to sea
Where they can be cleansed by the thrashing waves,
Smoothed by the gentle currents,
And returned to you with the tide.

Watch as they are transformed;
Sharp jagged edges into smooth rounded corners,
Hard cracks into soft curves,
And deep pits into shallow grooves.

Cherish them as treasures
As they now decorate the shorelines of your life,
Shimmering in the sun
Instead of sinking in the shadows.


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Ever finished a book? I mean, truly finished one? Cover to cover. Closed the spine with that slow awakening that comes with reentering consciousness?

You take a breath, deep from the bottom of your lungs and sit there. Book in both hands, your head staring down at the cover, back page or wall in front of you.

You’re grateful, thoughtful, pensive. You feel like a piece of you was just gained and lost. You’ve just experienced something deep, something intimate… Full from the experience, the connection, the richness that comes after digesting another soul.

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It’s no surprise that readers are better people. Having experienced someone else’s life through abstract eyes, they’ve learned what it’s like to leave their bodies and see the world through other frames of reference. They have access to hundreds of souls, and the collected wisdom of all them.

Beautiful read on why readers are, “scientifically,” the best people to date

Perhaps Kafka’s timeless contention that books are "the axe for the frozen sea inside us" applies equally to the frozen sea between us. 

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Spectacular, spectacular
No words in the vernacular
Could describe this great event
You’ll be dumb with wonderment!

(Source: theworldofcinema, via mycarefulheart)

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It’s all about falling in love with yourself and sharing that love with someone who appreciates you, rather than looking for love to compensate for a self love deficit
— Eartha Kitt (via psych-facts)

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The poison leaves bit by bit, not all at once. Be patient. You are healing.
— Yasmin Mogahed (via noona-x)

(Source: beautifulsabr, via satansbookclub)

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Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.
 Paulo CoelhoBy the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept (via feellng)

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In fact a mature person does not fall in love, he rises in love. The word ’fall’ is not right. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love. Somehow they were managing and standing. They cannot manage and they cannot stand – they find a woman and they are gone, they find a man and they are gone. They were always ready to fall on the ground and to creep. They don’t have the backbone, the spine; they don’t have that integrity to stand alone.

A mature person has the integrity to be alone. And when a mature person gives love, he gives without any strings attached to it: he simply gives. And when a mature person gives love, he feels grateful that you have accepted his love, not vice versa. He does not expect you to be thankful for it – no, not at all, he does not even need your thanks. He thanks you for accepting his love. And when two mature persons are in love, one of the greatest paradoxes of life happens, one of the most beautiful phenomena: they are together and yet tremendously alone; they are together so much so that they are almost one. But their oneness does not destroy their individuality, in fact, it enhances it: they become more individual.


Two mature persons in love help each other to become more free. There is no politics involved, no diplomacy, no effort to dominate. How can you dominate the person you love? Just think over it. Domination is a sort of hatred, anger, enmity. How can you think of dominating a person you love? You would love to see the person totally free, independent; you will give him more individuality. That’s why I call it the greatest paradox: they are together so much so that they are almost one, but still in that oneness they are individuals. Their individualities are not effaced – they have become more enhanced. The other has enriched them as far as their freedom is concerned.


Immature people falling in love destroy each other’s freedom, create a bondage, make a prison. Mature persons in love help each other to be free; they help each other to destroy all sorts of bondages. And when love flows with freedom there is beauty. When love flows with dependence there is ugliness.

— Osho (via psych-facts)

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The path isn’t a straight line; it’s a spiral. You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths.
— Barry H. Gillespie  (via pax-caelestis)

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sublim-ature:

Pest, HungarySource

sublim-ature:

Pest, Hungary
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I want to be around people that do things. I don’t want to be around people anymore that judge or talk about what people do. I want to be around people that dream and support and do things.
— Amy Poehler (via psych-facts)

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asthmas:

Matthias Haker | Cork Oaks

asthmas:

Matthias Haker | Cork Oaks

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Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
— unknown (via bl-ossomed)

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