autumn aster blossom
"The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live.  Breathe, before it’s gone."  -Rumi

autumn aster blossom

"The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live.  Breathe, before it’s gone."  -Rumi

celosia at Howell’s dried flower farm
“Around us, life bursts with miracles—a glass of water, a ray of sunshine, a leaf, a caterpillar, a flower, laughter, raindrops. If you live in awareness, it is easy to see miracles everywhere.”  -Thich Nhat Hanh 

celosia at Howell’s dried flower farm

“Around us, life bursts with miracles—a glass of water, a ray of sunshine, a leaf, a caterpillar, a flower, laughter, raindrops. If you live in awareness, it is easy to see miracles everywhere.”  -Thich Nhat Hanh 

dew on hollyhock
    May the stars carry your sadness away, may the flowers fill your heart with beauty, may hope forever wipe away your tears, and, above all, may silence make you strong.   - Native American Proverb

dew on hollyhock

    May the stars carry your sadness away, may the flowers fill your heart with beauty, may hope forever wipe away your tears, and, above all, may silence make you strong.   - Native American Proverb

A flower blossoms for its own joy. — Oscar Wilde

(via unconditionedconsciousness)

wild rose
"A flower blossoms for its own joy."  -Oscar Wilde

wild rose

"A flower blossoms for its own joy."  -Oscar Wilde

sunlight on lupine
“I wish I could show you, when you are lonely or in darkness, the astonishing light of your own being.”   -Hafiz 

sunlight on lupine

“I wish I could show you, when you are lonely or in darkness, the astonishing light of your own being.”   -Hafiz 

Royal Catchfly (Silene regia)
“And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.”    -Jane Austen

Royal Catchfly (Silene regia)

“And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.”    -Jane Austen

'transformative beauty'
“I don’t have all the answers. I haven’t worked life out. I am not the authority on shifting tides and the birth of stars. But I do know that it’s possible to transform. I do know that the urge to die is secretly the urge to live. I do know that what I am is never limited to thought or feeling. I do know that ‘I’ am not the one who wakes up. That’s the key. And I do know, beyond all possible doubt, that no matter what our age, our skin color, our shape or size, our background, our beliefs, our perceived limitations, we are already Home, already free, and have always been.” -Jeff Foster 

'transformative beauty'

“I don’t have all the answers. I haven’t worked life out. I am not the authority on shifting tides and the birth of stars. But I do know that it’s possible to transform. I do know that the urge to die is secretly the urge to live. I do know that what I am is never limited to thought or feeling. I do know that ‘I’ am not the one who wakes up. That’s the key. And I do know, beyond all possible doubt, that no matter what our age, our skin color, our shape or size, our background, our beliefs, our perceived limitations, we are already Home, already free, and have always been.” -Jeff Foster 

Nigella damascena/ ‘Love-in-a-Mist’
"Whenever you are creating beauty around you, you are restoring your own soul.”   - Alice Walker

Nigella damascena/ ‘Love-in-a-Mist’

"Whenever you are creating beauty around you, you are restoring your own soul.”   - Alice Walker

rattlesnake master
   “I was the kind of child who always looked for fairies dancing on the grass. I wanted to believe in witches, wizards, ogres, giants and enchanted spells. I didn’t want all of the magic taken out of the world by scientific explorations.”  -V.C Andrews, Flowers in the Attic 

rattlesnake master

   “I was the kind of child who always looked for fairies dancing on the grass. I wanted to believe in witches, wizards, ogres, giants and enchanted spells. I didn’t want all of the magic taken out of the world by scientific explorations.”  -V.C Andrews, Flowers in the Attic