In today’s transits, the Moon at 25° Virgo ♍️ forms a polar opposition to Neptune at 25° Pisces ♓️ and a square with Mars at 28° Sagittarius ♐️ and Mercury at 22° Sagittarius ♐️. Our needs to acquire emotional stability seem to be at odds with our mysticism and dreamy nature, our motivations, and our intellectual mind in an adventurous, fiery yet dreamy and unique way. Look for a new outlook and outlet today. Vent to someone new today. Find joy in the small things today. Listen to yourself today. Find your escape today. Lighten your heart today.
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Filling my own cup?
For the first time ever in my almost 37 years on this Earth, I've felt a glimpse of what it means to genuinely fill my own cup. To do activities that fuel me instead of drain me and it is the most beautiful thing I've ever experienced.
Granted, I may have experienced this before but can't remember. Even if that's the case, though, this feels completely new. Like when you try something new and you realise you're really talented and it comes easy to you? Yeah, like that.
What was it?
Writing. I've written a whole arse blog post and a VERY long email for my newsletter today. Pouring my heart out. Speaking my truth. My actual truth, just like I've been doing on here the past few days. And it has given me MORE energy. More ideas are flowing in, I want to do even more writing. About all the topics. I want to change the world with my words. Write opinions and educational pieces. Random tumblrs and well thought out essays. All I want to do is WRITE.
That's not entirely true. I also want to do other things. But I've learnt something from this filling my cup feeling today. That the secret to my creative juices flowing is actually using them. So simple. So complicated.
Habit stacking
Ugh. One of those productivity culture phrases. I find it helpful anyway, so I'm using it. This is what I'm doing at the moment. I have stacked the habit (!) of writing on top of my morning meditation, which in turn has been stacked on top of my journaling session, which I hardly ever miss. Only if I feel unwell or my sleep wake cycle is completely out of whack. Which happens more often than I'd like, but the journaling habit is firmly established. Only took me a few years...
So, yeah! It seems to be working. For now. It's been a few days. And it's a new year. So if I call this resolution, it won't last anyway. I call it intention. And if it keeps on giving like this, it might actually carry me through the year. Stay tuned.
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Walking on the path the other day with my daughter who is the mother of a 9 month old, she said “I feel like every coffee is a gift. “ I like the idea that every cup is a gift no matter what you choose to put in it. Today I filled my cup by drawing and adding color to the quick sketches from the last week.
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Apologies to everyone who follows me because you’re about to be subjected to SO much Lisa Frankenstein posting, I am so deeply abnormal about this movie and I would not be surprised if it ended up being one of my top ten favorite movies of all time.
My only wish is that my theatre could have been more crowded, it was a pretty dead audience (pun intended) which meant I spent a solid 60% of my energy trying not to cause a scene every time there was a needle drop or anything that felt like it was specifically calling me out for being a weird little goth.
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💭okay, but imagine playing a game of truth and dare with your friends. shoko asks you on a truth who you think would be the worst in a relationship, and you choose gojo.
he scowls at you with annoyance and argues who would bother putting up with you. it’s all in jest, you both always butt heads. something about your personalities, mei mei explained, like trying to insert a square peg into a round hole.
eventually, satoru makes you eat your words, because he’s actually the coziest, sweetest, most considerate man you’ve ever been with.
you often wonder why you thought the worst about him, and he often wonders if you still consider him a terrible choice 🥺
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Being hosted in a Muslim country, a Muslim nation have made it into the Quarter-finals for the first time ever in the World Cup.
Morocco vs Spain
December 6, 2022
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if you're a steddie writer who writes bottom/sub steve only can you please interact with this post? i need to follow more of yall bc tumblr isn't actually that fun when you have to scroll past filtered post after filtered post :(
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it's the day before my birthday, and my girlfriend surprised me with an outing to a local bird aviary/botanic gardens in the mountains!!!
this was an absolute delight for me, known bird enjoyer, and i got to have many cute and phenomenal birds perched on my head (which i loved and plushie magolor 'tolerated', on account of it being my birthday). i even got to see a nicobar pigeon, which i had never seen in person before!
they also surprised me with an early birthday present to use at the incredible mountain-top picnic spread my gf planned (😭😭) of this extraordinarily cute kirby themed liquid-glitter cup!!
and of course, in true starflung fashion i injured myself twice
once, not three minutes into the outing when my umbrella (which i only require because i'm allergic to both the sun and sunscreen) bit me, and my gf had to run to reception to get me a bandaid. later, when i just totally fkn stacked it on some loose gravel on a slope and i got the umbrella back by slamming it into the ground, along with my knees and one palm. but not the other palm, which was holding plushie magolor, who touched neither gravel nor dirt and never will while i still breathe!
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Sometimes I can't believe that neurotypical people don't get special interests. It actually makes me kinda sad for them.
Like, what do you mean, you don't spend hours engaging with something that will fill you with unbridled joy??
How do you people cope???
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