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A re-edit of a self portrait I took some months ago. I'm in a bit of a sad place at the moment and sometimes I struggle with my fluctuating high and low moods. It's been sometime since I left the house. xx
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Original Pictur: Love is the answer. The question. The problem. And the solution. 💋
Ohhhh my Goodnes ❤.❤ I'm speechless . . . .
❤.❤ I am so happy that you have chosen my picture as your Groupcover that means a lot to me ❤.❤ Because it transmits so much feeling for me . . . True Love can transcend any barrier because it rests deep inside you and will always lead you back to where you belong because love is infinite and knows no time and no distance . . . . So I thank you from the bottom of my heart and feel an irrepressible joy in me that brings tears of joy to my eyes ... Thank you very very much ♥♥♥ xoxo sending you lots of Love ❤❤❤
“My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can’t be loved as I am.”
Anais Nin
Self care is self love.
I have learned to take better care of myself.
Self care is any actions that you take in order to develop or protect maintain and improve your health well being or well ness.
Putting my emotions first and embracing them.
Caring for my emotions has allowed me to discover the deepest part of my soul and being.
I become more at peace with myself. Letting the challenges slip on my skin like a drop of water.
I like a warm bath with candle light and a sweet drink.
Its therapeutic and soothing at the same time.
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Blue light on the ceiling
Morning at the glass
I was lying close beside you
Feeling oceans in the gap
You were quiet as a coastline
With your mind beyond the room
I kept reaching for your heartbeat
But it never reached back soon
I loved you with devotion
Soft hands, open door
Made a chapel from your silence
Then kept kneeling on the floor
I did not need forever
Written in the sky
I just wanted you to see me
Standing in the light
You were the love of my life
But your heart was never mine
I kept trying to bloom
Where there was no sunlight
I did not leave because I stopped loving
I left because I was fading
You were a home I could not live in
And I was dying trying to stay there
Invisible to you
Invisible to you
I was calling from the room
But I never reached you
Invisible to you
Invisible to you
I loved you in the dark
But I had to choose me too
Your hands were almost gentle
Your voice was almost near
But almost is a country
Where I lived for one long year
I learned the shape of waiting
The weight of being kind
How to smile across the table
While disappearing in your eyes
There were nights I watched you breathing
Like a prayer I could not keep
Loving you felt holy
But it cost me too much peace
And I know you never meant it
Maybe that is the saddest part
Some hearts are not cruel
They are just never where you are
You were the love of my life
But your heart was never mine
I kept trying to bloom
Where there was no sunlight
I did not leave because I stopped loving
I left because I was fading
You were a home I could not live in
And I was dying trying to stay there
Invisible to you
Invisible to you
I was calling from the room
But I never reached you
Invisible to you
Invisible to you
I loved you in the dark
But I had to choose me too
I wanted to be seen
Without begging for your eyes
Wanted to be heard
Without swallowing my cries
Wanted to be chosen
In the ordinary way
Like a name you say softly
At the ending of the day
But love should not feel lonely
When the person is lying close
And I became a shadow
Trying not to need a soul
So I kissed the dream goodbye
With my whole heart in my hands
Some exits are not endings
They are how a woman stands
I was not angry when I left
I was breaking into light
Still loving who you were
But no longer losing mine
You were the love of my life
But your heart was never mine
I kept trying to bloom
Where there was no sunlight
I did not leave because I stopped loving
I left because I was fading
You were a home I could not live in
And I was dying trying to stay there
You were the love of my life
But I am still part of mine
I walked out of the dark
Before it swallowed mine
I did not leave because I stopped loving
I left because I had to
You were a home I could not live in
But I loved you
I loved you
I loved you
Female choir only.
Soft violin fading.
Invisible to you
But I see me now
I see me now
I see me now
6/52
~In life we do things. Some we wish we had never done. Some we wish we could replay a million times in our heads. But they all make us who we are, And in the end they shape every detail about us. If we were to reverse any of them we wouldn't be the person we are. So just Live, Make Mistakes, Have wonderful memories. But never second guess who you are, Where you have been, And most importantly where it is you are going~ Unknown
It turned out that my biggest mistakes lead me on this incredible journey of self discovery. Where are you going? Beautiful wheat field not far from my house!! Love Abi xx
In the end, only three things matter:
How much you loved,
How gently you lived, and
How gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.
- Buddha
<3
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My son took this...I told him I would post it for him :o)
I'm not crazy about the arm flab...but coming to terms with loving myself the way I am...considered cutting it off (cropping the pic), but I left it...lol.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
Nameless here for evermore.
Seeing Glen Hansard in concert took effort on my part. I've never liked going to places solo, but sometimes you just gotta push yourself that much harder in life if you want to reach those dreams! Bonus, I got to meet him after the concert! My heart is full!
"We waste too much time too much time resisting the world" :) www.youtube.com/watch?v=mSGKgyF0_zw&list=FL3ssPCgrcg5...
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is the name of the heart sculpture. by Stephanie Puggioni
artist's statement: 'Self Love' Regard to one's own well-being and happiness. Self Love reminds us to be kind to one another and most importantly ourselves. Through years of depression and anxiety, the artist was set on a tough journey to essentially remind herself that self love was the only way to begin the road to recovery. Let this sculpture be a reminder for us all in order to care for others you must first take care of yourself. If you or someone you know may be experiencing depression and/ or anxiety reach to facebook.com/MentalHealthOnTheMighty/ or www.beyondblue.org.au.
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