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Underground is a weird place

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Dandelions

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my favoriiite part of spring is when the crocuses start coming out 🥰

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A Blacksmith’s Dream

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My darling~ He wants you to have a lovely day!

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celestial seal. sealestial? celestseal? a harbor starbor seal

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the way i immediately started this after seeing those carpet photos chappell roan the woman you are!!

✦ find me on instagram @the.flightless.artist ✦

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-Brigid- Goddess of fire, healing, smithcraft; of baby animals and life itself. One of the longest running goddesses to survive and adapt to the evolving spirituality of Ireland. give my Etsy a follow to be notified when I put up limited, hand-signed prints of this piece up for sale!

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Light In The Darkness by Chloe Amy Avery by mtlgrems

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Mirko Hanák (Czech ,1921-1971)

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Light In The Darkness by Chloe Amy Avery by mtlgrems

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~ Black | White | Green ~

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The caretaker returns.

I can feel the energy shift.

Growing weak with incoming chill, I was getting lost in the carefully prepared soil. Short was my sip of time’s river and I had grown to know fear that short it would remain.

The caretaker has returned.

I am stronger now.

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Please Pour Some Rain! (2018) by Taiwanese textile and quilt artist, Lin Hsin-Chen (born in 1974)

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“From the little spark may burst a mighty flame.”

— Dante

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“cup your hands under the well of wisdom; taste the water of Brigid, sweetest spring rain, and feel inspiration as it warms your veins. learn to walk in winter with courage; with inspiration may you forge yourself anew. you have always been a flame: dear sibling, dawn sleeps within your bones.”

— a blessing for the questioning (via nameless-shrine)

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Ode to Brighid

"O Brighid, fair daughter of the Good God,

Smith of shining silver and silvered songs,

The badgers, the snowdrops, they breach the snow:

Winter's crystal mantle, to welcome you,

Goddess! Patron of poets and plowmen alike

Take my prayer, let it be fuel for the flame."

[original composition]