18 yrs ago, I was violently assaulted & raped while walking alone. Every year on the anniversary of that day, I go on a solo hike to remind myself that there is still beauty in this world & I can enjoy it. This yr, I pushed myself & did a few days of the Southwest Coast Path…
It’s uncanny how people post photos of their homes that look totally uninhabited. Where are the signs of life, the kids' toys or the crumbs from a snack? I’m not saying it should be dirty, just that it should look like someone actually exists there.
I’m still thinking about how the stone was rolled away, I walked in, and an angel was in there but Jesus was no longer in the tomb. This set up is everything.
photo I will send to my best friend to show them the appetizer for the picnic-dandelion and stinging nettle blackthorn blossom and sorrel, some magnolia and ground elder and wood sorrel, garlic mustard, rapeseed flowers, Japanese knotweed blossom, red deadnettle, yarrow, and chickweed.
@Cultination1 What if this life is just a long, vivid dream God uses to prepare us for the real thing? It’s easier to believe that we’re currently in a state of sleep, and death is actually the moment we finally open our eyes for the first time.
🇫🇷🤕🧠 Elle “vit toute une vie” dans le COMA, accouche de triplés… avant de DÉCOUVRIR que rien n’était réel.
En 2025, Clélia Verdier, 19 ans, affirme avoir VÉCU des années entières dans des rêves extrêmement réalistes alors qu’elle était dans un coma de trois semaines.
Elle raconte avoir vécu une vie complète, une grossesse et la naissance de triplés, avec la JOIE, la DOULEUR et même la PERTE d’un enfant.
Elle dit avoir vu ses enfants grandir, partager des moments du quotidien et RESSENTIR un lien maternel très fort, comme si tout était réel.
À son réveil, les médecins lui expliquent que ces enfants n’ont jamais existé, ce qui provoque un choc émotionnel profond et difficile à accepter pour elle.
(Daily Mail)
There’s this cute, rosy cubicle on fb marketplace that feels like the missing muse for my children’s fables, but also soft pass because corporate vibes.
If we’re leaving NATO and everyone is basically on their own, let’s please become like New Zealand and we could ditch the push for new tech, ban plastic, and just focus on taking care of our own little corner of the world so we can live by the seasons and the soil and then people will treat us like keepers of the old ways and come to buy our handmade treasures and pay a premium just to breathe our air and experience the magic of the lifestyle we’ve built.
While fiancé is indoors with the home inspector, I am looking at our botanical garden outdoors and identifying lilies and tulips hyacinths lavender peonies daffodils siberian squill primrose hydrangeas lungwort wild blackberries and I’m falling so hard