Dancing Wolf Women

Sometimes we don't even know... Thank you to this who have saved me!

Honestly, i don't need silence! I just need words of comfort. Understanding. It's the comments that try to fix me or change me that I do not need.

In our darkest moments, we don't need solutions or advice. We simply crave the warmth of human connection. A gentle touch, a silent presence – these are the anchors that ground us when life's storms rage.

Don't try to fix me. Don't carry my burden or chase away my shadows. Instead, be the steady hand I can hold as I navigate my inner landscape. Sit with me in the quiet, bearing witness to my struggle without trying to change it.

My pain is my own to feel, my battles my own to fight. But your presence reminds me I'm not alone in this vast, sometimes terrifying world. It whispers that I'm worthy of love, even in my brokenness.

So when the night seems endless and I lose my way, will you simply be there? Not as a savior, but as a companion. Hold my hand until dawn breaks and I find my strength again.

Your silent support is the greatest gift you can offer. It's the love that helps me remember who I am, even when I've forgotten.

~ Etheric Echoes, Etheric Echoes

~ Art 'Broken' by Karen Wilcox

Staying positive isn’t about suppressing negative emotions or always being cheerful. It’s about allowing yourself to experience every feeling authentically and without guilt. Embracing the full spectrum of your emotions, understanding that you are multifaceted, and loving every part of yourself is key. The aim is not to achieve a constant state of happiness, but rather to cultivate deep self-acceptance and compassion for all aspects of your being.🌿

Going a sauntering!

Hiking - "I don't like either the word or the thing. People ought to saunter in the mountains - not hike! Do you know the origin of that word 'saunter?' It's a beautiful word. Away back in the Middle Ages people used to go on pilgrimages to the Holy Land, and when people in the villages through which they passed asked where they were going, they would reply, 'A la sainte terre,' 'To the Holy Land.' And so they became known as sainte-terre-ers or saunterers. Now these mountains are our Holy Land, and we ought to saunter through them reverently, not 'hike' through them."

- John Muir

No one tells the oceans or the trees or the mountains that they're too old. They talk of how powerful, how grounded, how awesome they are...imagine if we thought the same way about ourselves as we got older. Maybe then we'd realize how spectacular we are!

– Becky Hemsley

Artist: Maartje van Dokkum

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Always!