Good morning to the Sunday air 🍃 I haven't been my inspired self lately. There is too much on my mind and I am restless. What do you do when you need inspiration? Where do you go to find it for yourself?
"Do more things that make you forget to check you phone."
...she types into her phone. The irony is not lost on me, don't worry. However, one of the things that's blown me away about bookstagram is how, over the past year, despite the time I spend here I'm actually reading more than ever. You all have made me more conscious of reading as an active decision, and I've found myself deliberately making time to read, when it'd slip through the cracks before. Never thought IG would make me more well read. I'm just about finished Nabokov's Pnin, and hopped on the bandwagon this morning with Call Me By Your Name. Have any of you read it? What did you think?
When it is right ✨ Repost because I write too fast and made spelLinG miSTakeS 🐝
The complete collection! 😍 Do you have a favorite?! 📚
Good morning loves! It's been awhile, I know! Lately this has been my main prayer to God. Knowing I'm not who I used to be but no where close to who I desire to be. Can anyone relate? It can be so frustrating when we don't see immediate change, but we just have to continue to trust the process. Continue to allow God to change us one day, one decision at a time. So wherever you may be in life today, just keep praying this simple prayer, "Dear God, Keep working on me." I hope this encourages someone. Have a blessed day! 💕⚢
Yay #amwriting ⌨💻
And thanks to my MC Molly and my Christmas yet to come, I'm being a good #slimmingworld girl.
This isn't my whole lunch btw.
HEA cheese and a good girl apple. Helps fight off threatening lurgies!
But there is also a packet of lower syn crisps 😋
Jacket potatoes planned for dinner. We don't go to group any more but this just became habit. And it's yummy.
A continuation of the winter holidays in Thykall.
The fairies celebrate Winter's Day for a full week. This is because it is their most precious time of the year, as it's the day their goddess ascended after establishing the seven fairy tribes.
The waterfolks don't celebrate Winter's Day as the end of the year. Instead they celebrate it as their national day by hunting a whale-like creature and then holding a feast.
Not sure I'm cool enough to have a "best nine" but nine squares inside a square is oddly comforting. Except one square has four squares inside it, which is throwing me off a bit. Also, David Boreanaz! #2017bestnine#amwriting#davidboreanaz
It's after 10pm and I'm deep in reading and editing my latest book 💻👽
Last night I was still wide awake at 2:30am! Just couldn't sleep... Does anyone else get massive creativity surges at night? When do you find inspiration hits the most?
It's always night time with me, but I'm pretty sure it has a lot to do with the moon and being a water sign (Scorpio) 😉
Oh I can't wait to share this book with you all though!!! I'm reading it through and am like "I can't wait to publish this!!" Haha patience has never been my strong suit 😂😂😂
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Happy reading!! 💖💖💖
Kreislauf in der Natur #InstantStory
Es gibt keinen Zweifel: Ich drehe mich im Kreis. Derselbe Turnschuh wie vor gut einer Stunde. Blaufleckig, die Sohle hängt herab, japst er nach Luft, genau wie ich. Die Hitze brütet zwischen den Büschen mehr warme Luft aus. Der Weg wird schmaler und führt über eine Lichtung.
Sofort surrt es in meinem Ohr. Ich schlage danach. Was auch immer es ist, es wechselt die Seiten und attackiert das andere Ohr. Erst als ich mich ein paar Mal im Kreis drehe und in den Schatten flüchte, bin ich es los. Ich stütze mich an einem Felsen ab, spüre Moos unter den Finger, angenehm feucht und kühl, dann nur noch trockenes Laub.
Es ist so heißt, dass die Luft schwirrt und der Himmel Cirrus-Wolken abstrahlt. Eine Nebelschwade färbt die Bäume türkis. Darunter wölbt sich eine Luftblase. Das Blattwerk wirkt kraftlos, verblasst und ausgetrocknet, statt Luft nur noch Staub und Mücken.
Ich richte meinen Blick auf den kornblumenblauen Himmel. Erst als ein Fisch vorüber fliegt, setze ich mich wieder auf und gehe weiter. Dieses Mal werde ich den roten Markierungen folgen. Irgendwohin muss der Weg ja führen, sage ich mir und verdränge, dass ich das schon einmal gedacht habe, vor gut einer Stunde.
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In life, we have to manifest! Ourselves, our art, our lives...sometimes we worry that our results are too unorthodox! Strange! Random! But that doesn't matter! What matters is that it works! If it works, you add to the contents of the world which are working! And then everybody will say, hey! Look at him / her / both! They make it work!
With such love!
And what is before us is joyful!
💜Oracle Card of the Day💜 Camphor - “Set aside some time to be by yourself, then practice some slow and steady breathing. This will help you to clear your mind so that your difficulties become easier to analyze and you gain greater understanding.”
The Wisdom Of Trees Oracle by Jane Struthers