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100 year old rhododendron and the woman who planted it

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Demon Nights

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I wish for rain to pour wherever you decide to go

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Louise Bourgeois: Spider (1999)

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we all die as poems

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Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, vol. IV: 1944-1947

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Lisbon 2023

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“What if we could let go of the binaries of good or bad, beautiful or ugly when talking about feelings?

What if we could see all feelings as necessary arrows, pointing us towards needs that are met or unmet?

What if we looked like the hard, messy, so-called ugly feelings with curiosity and compassion, rather than repressing them out of shame?”

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“Pay attention to the things you are naturally drawn to. They are often connected to your path, passion, and purpose in life. Have the courage to follow them.”

— Ruben Chavez

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Dear Milena,

I wish the world were ending tomorrow. Then I could take the next train, arrive at your doorstep in Vienna, and say: “Come with me, Milena. We are going to love each other without scruples or fear or restraint. Because the world is ending tomorrow.” Perhaps we don’t love unreasonably because we think we have time, or have to reckon with time. But what if we don't have time? Or what if time, as we know it, is irrelevant? Ah, if only the world were ending tomorrow. We could help each other very much.

Franz Kafka, "Briefe an Milena"

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cemetery flowers after the ice storm photography: Peter Fricke

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Madeira 🤍

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Charles Bukowski, "soup, cosmos and tears," from The People Look Like Flowers At Last