abundance

"I AM LIKE A TREE IN THE WIND. I AM ROOTED, AND I’M DANCING." ~   Pavana पवन (via  MAZA-DOHTA ) Valentino Spring/Summer...

"IF IT DOESN’T BURN YOU, WHY DO IT? IF IT DOES NOT FILL YOU WITHLIGHT, AS THE SUN DOES WITH THE MOON, WHY BOTHER OPENING YOUR H...

But  hurry, let’s entwine ourselves as one, our mouth broken,  our soul bitten by love, so time discovers us safely destroyed. ― Fe...

When you say ' yes' to others, make sure you aren’t saying ‘no’ to yourself. — Paulo Coelho Sarah Moon

And your voice  is still my favorite song, my favorite sound, my favorite softness. — Anis Mojgani , “I Wish I Was Sleeping in Your Arm...

It was N ovember - the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines. — L.M...

Onc e, Picasso was asked what his paintings meant. He said, “Do you ever know what the birds are singing? You don’t. But you listen to ...

He lov ed her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day.  Choice: that was the thing. — The Toughest Indian In Th...

I bought plum  blossoms more for the name than for the colour; I buy lipstick that way, too. In other words, if it sounds like ...

and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the saddest smile I ever saw - charles bukowski "a    glimpse inside m...

I was going to cry. I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the te...

You are always ticking inside of me and I dream of you more often than I don't. My body is a dead language and you pronounce each w...

sarah moon  is a master of photography

they are fleeting. they are fragile. they require little water they’ll surprise you. they’ll remind you that they aren’t ...

sarah moon  always knows how to take my breath away... she is definitely one of my favourites photographers. for voque turkey|march 201...

do I dare believe that i, and i alone will ever be enough? tyler knott gregson sarah moon for voque turkey, march 2012,- a bl...

gasping for air and sanity. moon and stars and clouds and night. out of breath and breathless. pillows and sheets and blankets and you...

she would consider each day a miracle - which indeed it is, when you consider the number of unexpected things that could ha...

… in my dreams the world would come alive ,   becoming so captivatingly majestic ,  free and ethereal ,  that afterwards it wou...

everything carries me to you , as if everything that exists , aromas, light, metals , were little boats that sail toward those isle...