find a peaceful mind

Do not over analyze and take things for what they are. Doing too many calculations in the mind can blow things out of proportion. So take it lightly. Live peacefully.
—  Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin

D̬͚̲͈̞̣̥̲̯̭̣̻͉̲o̞͉̞̯͖̻̫̟̫͍͔͎̩͙ͅ ̰̝̜̜͎̥̫̪̱͇̜̤̙̯̯̩̤̺̬y̲̯͇̻̰̻̣̺̳̬̰̮̥̳͚̣ͅo̖̪͖̫̳͈̘͉̘̘͇̪͕u̘͈̜̪̣ ̣̺͉̫͇̳͚͓̫u͕̤͓͙̠̠̯̣̪͓̠͈͙̭̦ͅn̤̙̳̗̻̩͉̥̝̫̱̲̭̫̗̬ͅͅͅd̺̪̭̙̲̩̟͍̠͈̬̜̻͉̯̹̜̮͉e͍̖̱͇̦͖͚r̟̯͈s̼̺̖͈̞t̫͙̦͇̖̜̟̺a̲̙̥̫̹͚͈̖̖̺̳͈̲̜͕͖͖ͅn̦̬̪̭̯̻̟̞̘͖̬̹̦̣ḍ̬̰̻̤̦̪͉͚̖̘̻͈̹̝̺͙ ̯̥͈͚̺̼̯̭͉̜̫̲̤ͅm͉͙͍̯̘̼e̱̗̖̺̱ͅ?̪̯͚̥̲̻̣̗̰̩̤̪͇͙͖̰̜ ̟̝̤̠̝

Ṇ̭̩̟̗̥̗̼̣͕̬͖̯̪̏̇̽̋̊͛̈́͒̀͋͋͋̚ȏ̗̙̱̻͉͍̫͚̣̮͙͎̫̖͎͎̔̽͋̆̑ͬ̋̌ͤ͊ͭ̉̿ͫ̓ḇ̬̪̳͔̗̦͖͍̯̰̗̮͉̺͔ͣ́ͦͥ̊̀o̻̘̦̯̩̠̪͈̪̫̯̥͉͐͊̉̎̇͊͗͑̎̑̈ͬ̉d̖̤̦̜̹̦̣̻͔̮̫̖̑͋̊́̔ͦ̆͋͗̂̆̿ͤͅy̗̙̗̩̝̣ͣ̔̅̓ͦ́̉̆̂̓ͣ̄͒́ͦ̒ ̘̰̰̗̠̽̽͌͌̇̓̓̽͋̒͊͒̊̾̒̋̈ͅͅͅḏ̠̗͇ͨ̿ͦͤ͒̀ͯ̉ͩ͋̔͒͊̐͒ͅö̩̣͚͍͕̦͕́̈́̓e͕͓̩̥͇̥͖̱̦̮͕̘̺̮̠̝̰̓ͣ͛̓͋̍ͭ͌̿ͩs̥̫̻͈͇͚̯̞̤̐ͧͤͣͧͩͮͤͣ̀̅̚.̪͈̞̺̰͓̹̝͚̰̫̹̣̠̬̗̈́ͭ̆̉ͤͤ͒̊̿ͫͅ

Don’t let anything stand between you and where you’d like to go. Push passed all obstacles as you head towards the direction of your dreams. Even if you don’t know exactly where that may be, go where your heart leads you.
—  Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin
Sometimes your life will have unexpected turns. Ups and downs. Curves and bumps. You never know when the most pleasant surprise can be amongst them.
—  Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin
mbti as beautiful/aesthetic words

intp: syzygy (n) an alignment of celestial bodies
istj: vellichor (n) the strange wistfulness of used bookshops
infp: nefelibata (n) “cloud walker” one who lives in the clouds of their own imaginations or dreams; one who does not obey the conventions of society, literature, or art
estp: clinomania (n) excessive desire to stay in bed
istp: pluviophile (n) someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days
esfj: eloquence (n) the art of using language in an apt, fluent way
estj: petrichor (n) the pleasant, earthy smell after rain
isfp: phosphenes (n) the light and colors produced by rubbing your eyes
infj: sonder (n) the realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own
enfj: limerence (n) the state of being infatuated with another person
isfj: ethereal (adj) extremely delicate, light, not of this world
esfp: supine (adj) lying face upwards
intj: luminescence (n) light produced by chemical, electrical, or physiological means
enfp: chatoyant (adj) varying in colour when seen in different lights or from different angles
entj: denouement (n) the final resolution of a plot
entp: defenestration (n) the act of throwing someone out of a window

owlsarereallycute  asked:

Hello, I was wondering if I could have an ask of a Dalish Inquisitor sneaking off in the Abor wilds and when the companion finally find them hours later they're surrounded by a bunch of halla just laying around them while they sleep peacefully, something they haven't done in awhile (Romanced please)

The Dalish are my soulmates.

Solas: High Approval: He’s been hunting for hours, but his skills are rusty and it took him far longer than it should have to finally track the Inquisitor down. When he does find them, they’re asleep in a meadow filled with halla, looking more peaceful than he had ever seen them. He can’t bring himself to interrupt. He smiles at them, sets a few protective wards, and starts back to camp. Then he stops. He looks at the Inquisitor, how peaceful they are, and he sits against a nearby tree. A nap might be nice. Low Approval: He stumbles upon the Inquisitor’s hiding place by accident. He wasn’t actually looking for them, just looking for a place to be alone for a while. He rolls his eyes at them. They looks so Dalish and it’s almost sickening. Despite his distaste for the whole scene, he leaves them in peace. Just before he leaves, he sets a few wards. It wouldn’t do for the Inquisitor to die during a nap, after all. There’s more to do yet. If Romanced: He’s been frantically combing the forest surrounding the Temple and the camp for hours, unable to focus long enough to dredge up his ancient tracking skills for a forest like this. When he finally catches up to the Inquisitor, the sight nearly takes his breath away. He’s never seen them looking so peaceful. The halla have clearly accepted them as a friend, as kin, lethalen, and are grazing peacefully all around. He wonders if the skittish creatures would defend the Inquisitor if a threat neared, and as he watches he thinks that they might. He walks the perimeter of their meadow, setting wards and making certain it’s safe. Then he settles himself beside his vhenan, taking them into his arms, and falls asleep.

Josephine: One of the scouts found the Inquisitor, and she thought it would be a good idea for her to go get them personally. Yet when she finds them, she discovers that she can’t disrupt the scene. It’s so foreign to her, halla roaming nearby and the Inquisitor sleeping peacefully in the grass. They look like some lost barbarian royalty. Just a few more minutes. If Romanced: She smiles when she finds her lover, asleep in the grass. It’s not the first time she’s found them taking a nap outside and she knows it won’t be the last. After a short internal debate, she winds her way through the grazing halla, careful not to startle them, and lays down beside her lover.

Cullen: He’s been searching for the Inquisitor for hours, worried that they’d been taken or something. When he finds them napping instead, looking more at peace with the halla than he’d ever seen them, he’s annoyed. But only for a moment. He understands the need to find some peace. He leaves them alone, but sends a couple of soldiers to make sure that their peaceful nap stays that way. If Romanced: He was frantic with worry as he combed the forest, and he nearly fell to his knees with relief when he found the Inquisitor at last. They look so peaceful, more so than he’s ever seen. He knows that what happened at the Temple must have been hard, awful for them. They deserve some rest. Rather than leave them alone, however, he lays down next to them and smiles, just watching them until sleep takes him, his hand steady on his sword hilt.

Leliana: She found them first, before the others. She knew where to look. She stands at the edge of the meadow, hands on her hips and a smile on her face. She considers waking the Inquisitor, but she’s never seen them so at peace. The halla will alert them if there’s danger. She posts a couple scouts nearby and leaves without interfering.

Vivienne: She clucks her tongue at the scene before her. The Inquisitor may be Dalish, yes, but they need to maintain their image. What if someone saw? There’s twigs in their hair and dirt on their armor now. She’s about to march over and straighten them up but then she notices how peaceful they look. She can’t help but soften. They deserve a rest. She returns to camp, determined to send anyone looking for them in all the wrong directions.

Varric: Aww. This is the kind of thing that he wishes he could put in his books but that no one ever wants to read, the quiet moments after the battle, between one crisis and the next, when the hero just needs to be alone. If he were a poetry kind of guy, this scene would probably be pretty inspiring, the Dalish hero napping in the sun with some halla. He leaves them to it, but lets Nightingale know where they are.

Iron Bull: He tracked the Inquisitor to their hiding spot when he realized he hadn’t seen them for a few hours. When he sees where they’ve been, asleep on the ground with halla all around, he just grins and goes back to camp. No need to interrupt. If Romanced: He breathes a sigh of relief that his kadan is safe. After everything that happened at the Temple, he was worried. But there they are, asleep in the grass like a wild elf should be. He grins as he lays down next to them. He’ll keep them safe.

Dorian: He went for a wander for his own health, to be alone after everything they just learned, but he finds the Inquisitor instead of peace of mind. He watches the Inquisitor sleep for a few moments, looking very Dalish, and thinks about his homeland. Then he walks away. If Romanced: He smiles when he finds his amatus asleep in the grass. They both needed some time away, then? That’s fair. He settles himself on the ground beside his lover and watches him sleep, thinking about his homeland.

Sera: When she finds the Inquisitor, she nearly makes a very loud comment about elfy elves sleeping in the dirt with halla, but she stops when she sees their face. They look so peaceful that all her ire fades away. She knows how much they need some peace. She leaves them alone. If Romanced: There’s her honeytongue! Finally! She runs up to them, startling a few halla as she goes, but stops short when she sees how deeply asleep Inky is. After a few moments thinking about it, she lays down too. It’s not so bad, laying in the grass.

Cassandra: She’s been searching for hours! When she finally finds the Inquisitor, she almost launches into a speech about recklessness but stops short when she realizes they’re asleep. When she realizes just how deeply asleep they are and how much they must have needed it, she finds that she doesn’t have it in her to wake them. If Romanced: After hours of searching and worrying, she finds her lover asleep on the ground with halla all around, and she melts instantly. It’s such a romantic scene, the sun shining on their sleeping face and the breeze ruffling their hair. She looks around to make sure no one else is nearby, then lays down beside her lover. She can’t resist.

Cole: He knew exactly where they were and why they were there. “Haunted, hunted, too much, too much. We didn’t know. Need to be away, sort it out. I’ll help.” He turns away anyone who might wake them, redirecting them without anyone noticing.

Blackwall: He’d been walking, wandering around and thinking about the Wardens when he found the Inquisitor. He almost went over to them, he almost just walked away and hoped he wasn’t noticed. But then he saw that they were asleep and he stops. They look so peaceful, even after what just happened and all they learned. Maybe that was what he needed, too. Just let it go for a little while. He leaves feeling better than he has in weeks. If Romanced: “So careless. What would I do if you got hurt out here alone?” he murmurs, gently brushing the Inquisitor’s cheek with his fingers. He’d almost left and hoped he wasn’t seen, but they were asleep out in the woods alone. He needed to protect them. And they looked so peaceful that he didn’t want to leave. He lays down beside them, gathering them in his arms, and hopes their peace will rub off on him.

Live in harmony with yourself and with the world around you. Be content with your current situation, but always strive for positive improvement. Create a balance. Live peacefully.
—  Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin