seka-seka:

Local (by Tom Brune) seka-seka:

Local (by Tom Brune)

seka-seka:

Local (by Tom Brune)

serescosmicos:

Caleb Charland - A Hand Full of Stars (2013)
serescosmicos:

Caleb Charland - A Hand Full of Stars (2013)

serescosmicos:

Caleb Charland - A Hand Full of Stars (2013)

(via age-of-awakening)

"She lives in the green poking through snow, she lives in the rustling stalks of dying autumn corn, she lives where the dead come to be kissed and the living send their prayers. She lives in the place where language is made."
Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Ph. D.
Women Who Run With the Wolves (via borjen)

(via spiritbreather)

heavenlyaryans:

"Girl In The Forrest" by Jan Siemund
heavenlyaryans:

"Girl In The Forrest" by Jan Siemund

heavenlyaryans:

"Girl In The Forrest" by Jan Siemund

(via age-of-awakening)

capturedphotos:

The Moon and Stars
28 images combined, each with a 15 second exposure. Taken around 8:30pm at Caspersen Beach, Florida. Stacked using Waguila’s star stacker program and the star spikes program for the diffraction effect. 
Photographed by: Paolo Nacpil capturedphotos:

The Moon and Stars
28 images combined, each with a 15 second exposure. Taken around 8:30pm at Caspersen Beach, Florida. Stacked using Waguila’s star stacker program and the star spikes program for the diffraction effect. 
Photographed by: Paolo Nacpil

capturedphotos:

The Moon and Stars

28 images combined, each with a 15 second exposure. Taken around 8:30pm at Caspersen Beach, Florida. Stacked using Waguila’s star stacker program and the star spikes program for the diffraction effect. 

Photographed by: Paolo Nacpil

(via loveyourchaos)

"I love when my hands get filthy from your stardust."
Awakened Vibrations (via awakenedvibrations)

(via awakenedvibrations)

seka-seka:

and then later, when it gets dark we go home by Blob Oliver on Flickr. seka-seka:

and then later, when it gets dark we go home by Blob Oliver on Flickr.

At the Dead Sea by VictorZamanski

At the Dead Sea by VictorZamanski

At the Dead Sea by VictorZamanski

(Source: popularnude, via age-of-awakening)

(Source: bronsonsnelling, via mareizzle)

So much of my soul
glides around
the ever thinning atmosphere
of our history between
the stars
we were barred by
gravity
and now that the weight
has lifted
the suns are rising
all around me
spiraling light spilling on my cheeks
dropping on my skin
like ink
spirit writing messages
telling me that
formlessness is no longer a myth
made only for gods and fairytales
my tears cry gold
toes tipping off the ground
letting go of the particles bounded
by physical
home
has been here in the space between
the atoms
anatomically aligned like a map
to teach me
that the route i have been
searching for was never
lost
but only to be rediscovered
embedded within my bone
structure
with my heart heading forth
fearlessly guiding itself
back to freedom

-Kayla Shears

howitzerliterarysociety:

Morning Cools howitzerliterarysociety:

Morning Cools

howitzerliterarysociety:

Morning Cools

(Source: divaneee, via loveyourchaos)

anisotropicimages:

I exhale and molecules that once comprised my flesh are thrown forth.
Photo by Lucas James with Mara modeling.
Read more on my blog: http://www.anisotropicimages.com/exhalation-inspiration/
www.anisotropicimages.com
anisotropicimages:

I exhale and molecules that once comprised my flesh are thrown forth.
Photo by Lucas James with Mara modeling.
Read more on my blog: http://www.anisotropicimages.com/exhalation-inspiration/
www.anisotropicimages.com

anisotropicimages:

I exhale and molecules that once comprised my flesh are thrown forth.

Photo by Lucas James with Mara modeling.

Read more on my blog: http://www.anisotropicimages.com/exhalation-inspiration/

www.anisotropicimages.com

(via age-of-awakening)

actegratuit:


261/365 by Sergio Varanitsa

actegratuit:


261/365 by Sergio Varanitsa