I am-
And you,
every other,
each entity individual, separate, unique, 
but inseparably connected in our sentience & need-
too much vitality for this brief existence to express in a finite name
like an expanding gas too great for a fragile bubble frame to contain,
Or a fire too fierce to burn out as fuel only feeds a sustaining flame

There’s a welling and swelling of my soul when I see or experience what life is for others (or me),
an existential ache that knows not perfection till time give release
from this finite frame and restore our true identity
- this animate existence, independent of frail flesh-
to a form less limited of form, spirit more infinite….

Reincarnate, perhaps rebirthed in body, or mysteriously translated self-same essential beings
Exceeding labels’ constraints as we transcend and become more than formerly 
(Creatures of flawed mortal ends)
  craving perfecting immortal eternity…

SO… Since we landed here in NYC… there has been an explosion of a building in the east villiage (I do hope all are okay)… I have been cat called at twice… AND… I ate some REAL NYC pizza and with my hands… no knife and fork (Jon Stewart would be proud)! I just have one simple question… what the hell is that smell in this city??? LOL

"Do you remember this song?" He asks, "we listened to it often."

"How could I forget? This is the most overplayed song on my iPod. This is that one I can’t stop repeating. This is that one tune, where every time I listen to it, steals all my air and resuscitates me."

"We danced to it," he says.

"You spun me round and round, until I was too dizzy to stand alone."

"And then I had to hold you close until your head stopped spinning," he swiftly brushes his hand against mine. "Once in a while, I play it over and over again too, and it takes me back."

"I’m still there," I whisper. "I’m still there."

—  Excerpt from the letters he left behind #19 by Ming D. Liu
6

Happy Spring! 

The energy in the atmosphere at this time is undeniable. After a period of confusion and doubt, the clouds are lifting, perspectives are shifting and our dreams seem possible. In short, our breakthrough has arrived. The new energy entering in our lives is something we’ve been individually and collectively manifesting for some time.

In fact, for many of us, we’ve been manifesting a powerful shift since 2012. This isn’t so much of a chance on the surface, but more so, a transformation inside of us. When we’re ready, we always recognize what’s always been. It is because we’ve been healing wounds, looking within, realigning with ourselves, recognizing and honoring our intuition, that we’re becoming cognizant of this new energy. When we change our perspective, we change your circumstance.

Many blessings in our life are on the way. 

Read my Solar Eclipse post here.

Sincerely, Brittany Josephina | Tumblr @MindofaTaurus, Instagram @BrittanyJosephina, Twitter @BrittanyPhina

He slid his arms up around me, and as he kissed me back, I felt something inside me open, like a new life beginning. I didn’t know yet what girl she’d be, or where this life would take her. But I’d keep my eyes open, and when the time came, I would know.
—  Sarah Dessen, What Happened to Goodbye
I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything
—  F. Scott Fitzgerald 

I am done. I’m so done with the life as I know it.

I don’t want to drink anymore, I don’t want to party anymore.

I don’t want meaningless conversations with strangers, and I don’t want to spend thousands of dollars on a weekend for feeling depressed and sad.

I don’t want to lie to my friends and parents, and act happy all the time. I don’t want to cry all night, and look like a zombie all day.

I don’t want to care about drinking, and get excited about drugs more than anything else in my life.

I just don’t want to love things that kill me slowly, and hurt me. I don’t want to be attracted to damaged and fucked up.

I don’t want to love things that deserve hate.

Not anymore, not in this lifetime. I want better for myself. I know I deserve better for myself. I know I am better.

- Hedonist Poet