February 2012
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The wind is howling outside, like a pack of ghostly wolves, but I do not fear it. I want to spread my wings and get swept away into the night, landing wherever it takes me.
I dreamed of tea and sewing constellations into the sky with two whom I consider friends, then awoke on my left side, hazy-minded with writing prompts. I hastily scribbled them down, but I cannot make them out right now. I...
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swanmaiden:
I promised myself I would go to bed today - and actually, I was getting ready for it, but before heading into Morpheus’ land I had to go pick up the cats from their garden adventures - but something really marvellous happened and I must keep it recorded.
I had all four of the kittens safe and…
We see the same constellations, you and I, the same stars, the same beings in that...
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I started to burn some Sandalwood incense to purify and bring positive energy into my newly cleaned room, and then I thought….
How nice it would be to smell that with some Winter air…
So I cracked open my (rather drafty) window to let in some crisp cold air. Even with my cold, I can tell it smells lovely…
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Challenge: Face your (messy) demons
unfuckyourhabitat:
You’re avoiding something. It might be an invisible corner. It might be a box of crap you need to deal with. It might be your junk drawer. Whatever it is that you’ve been relieved that none of the challenges so far have made you deal with, that’s what you’re dealing with for the next 20 minutes. Don’t lie to yourself. You’re putting something off, but now you have to go...
Nightmares woke me very early this morning. Mother lived in an apartment filled with cats that randomly came in and out from outside. She also had a black cat that followed me everywhere and nuzzled my face. This apartment was connected openly with several other apartments (they had no doors) and to get to the train, you had to go through a very industrial, very dimly-lit alley.
I ended up...
scarlettlioness asked: Hi!! I hope you feel better, little one. :)
noblepagan asked: I'm so sorry you are feeling badly. Feel better soon.
Dear whatever ogre/demon/brownie/redcap/etc. that cursed this cold upon me,
Please do not do this again. I am not sure what I have done to anger one such as you, but I apologize. Please, just please lift this cold from me. I can barely breathe from my nose, and breathing from my mouth irritates my throat so terribly.
Most sincerely,
Meribel.
When I am better, when I feel more well, I...
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I wonder if there are any faerie remedies for human colds? Perhaps a chilled salad of violets, lavender, chamomile, rosebuds and dandelion greens, drizzled with honey and topped with sunflower seeds…
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This 20 minutes of cleaning, 10 minutes of break time really is working well for me. ♥ At least this way I can clean. Having good music like Jonsi, Owl City, and Air is helpful too. ♥
I will post before and after pictures as well. I’m always proud of cleaning my room…when I do it.
I would have done it sooner if it weren’t for the sliced-open thumb I had last week.
“There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do...”
– Neil Gaiman (via thenocturnals)
swanpinions: Writing commissions? →
nixiefangs:
Okay, so, my S.O. and I are very, very low on funds (like, literally, we’re both broke), and our living situation is far from optimal—I’m living with zir since I can’t move back in with my mom, but zir father does not like having me in the house and is being a passive-aggressive…
Signal boost! I wish I had the funds right now. I have so many commissions I want to have...
I just took some cold medicine, as I started feeling unwell last night. However, because of my contempt of medicines, I defiantly took the children’s dose instead.
And, no matter what, I must clean up my room today. It’s terrible that I can’t relax in my own nest.
So, a hearty breakfast and cranberry juice, good music, and I’ll be cleaning!
etoilelumineuse:
“Butterflies can’t see their wings. They can’t see how beautiful they are, but everyone else can. People are like that.”
Tonight I sleep with stars in my eyes, the taste of milk tea in my mouth, night-blooming flowers in my lungs.
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Tagged Text Posts, now with more organisation!
I thought I’d make some things easier for people to find.
Tales from the Fae Bird: http://littlefeatherheart.tumblr.com/tagged/tales
Personal Posts: http://littlefeatherheart.tumblr.com/tagged/personal
Diary Entries: http://littlefeatherheart.tumblr.com/tagged/diary
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I ended up tagging a lot of my text and photography posts, most are listed “personal” or “tales” (for things about my life and my writings as well). Diary entries are under the “diary” tag, and art and photography are both under the “art/photography by me” tag.
And my room is still untidy.
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The more I think “I’ll clean today,” the less motivation I have to do so. Why? Why is this? I know cleaning will make my nest better, improve its energies, but my body just doesn’t want to move.
Curse this laziness. I’m putting Jonsi’s “GO” album on, and I’m cleaning!
amongthedays asked: I had the same reaction when I first heard Joanna's voice. Over time, though, I began to love it.
swanmaiden:
“Colleen”, by Joanna Newsom
There’s...
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My room is freezing cold, and smells odd because mother cooked mushrooms tonight. I can eat them raw and I do often enough, but cooked is impossible for me. I’m not sure how I will be sleeping tonight, to be honest.
I will try though. I must; I need my energy to clean tomorrow.
“We are caged by our cultural programming. Culture is a mass hallucination, and...”
– Terence McKenna (via light-essence)
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I want to hang corked vials of colored water and oils in my window, leaded crystals that would reflect sunset rainbows.
My childhood nest is slowly, slowly becoming my own, even though I itch and pine for one larger, one all-to-myself.
