janani, 20, desi, QX in the making. giggles. yoga. animal crackers. thunderstorms. crayons. nutella. swim. rugrats. daydreams. bubbles. hot chocolate. tickle fights. DANCE <3
She wished to kiss him. But all the time she went on spinning out words.
— Virginia Woolf, from The Voyage Out (via petrichour)
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this reminds me of a moment along the riverbanks of the Amazon. we were rafting in grade 3 and 4 rapids and it was such an amazing experience. we stopped for lunch along a beach and played games and ate fresh fruit and sandwiches with fresh guac and/or tuna. i sat near the river alone while some people finished up and gazed off into the serenity. i brought back a pebble and carry it around everywhere i go to remind myself of that moment of peace :)
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We are not human beings having a spiritual experience.
We are spiritual beings having a human experience. — Pierre Teilhard de Chardin (via shaktilover)
We are spiritual beings having a human experience. — Pierre Teilhard de Chardin (via shaktilover)
There is a life-force within your soul -
Seek that life.
There is a gem in the mountain of your body -
Seek that mine.
O traveler, if you are in search of that
Don’t look outside…
Look inside yourself and seek that. — Rumi (via shaktilover)
Seek that life.
There is a gem in the mountain of your body -
Seek that mine.
O traveler, if you are in search of that
Don’t look outside…
Look inside yourself and seek that. — Rumi (via shaktilover)
Love came,
and became like blood in my body.
It rushed through my veins and
encircled my heart.
Everywhere I looked,
I saw one thing.
Love’s name written
on my limbs,
on my left palm,
on my forehead,
on the back of my neck,
on my right big toe…
Oh, my friend,
all that you see of me
is just a shell,
and the rest belongs to love. — Rumi (via darsansrajah)
and became like blood in my body.
It rushed through my veins and
encircled my heart.
Everywhere I looked,
I saw one thing.
Love’s name written
on my limbs,
on my left palm,
on my forehead,
on the back of my neck,
on my right big toe…
Oh, my friend,
all that you see of me
is just a shell,
and the rest belongs to love. — Rumi (via darsansrajah)
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The world is a mirror, an imaging of Love’s perfection.
— Rumi (via darsansrajah)
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All my feelings have the color you desire to paint.
— (via darsansrajah)
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