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To dream of a lover potion/tea

Originally posted by thebeautyinfood

Ingredients:

  • Chamomile
  • Lavender buds/flower
  • Rose petals or Rose water
  • Mint
  • Honey
  • optional: pictures and reminders of your lover/loved one.

Steps to make:

  1. Boil the water
  2. Put the lavender, chamomile, mint, and rose into a tea steeper
  3. Pour the into a mug and steep your tea for how ever long you like
  4. Add in the honey to your tea to sweeten it
  5. Drink just before bed with the optional objects around you to remind you of your lover/loved one. It would be helpful to think of some of your favorite memories of this person.
  6. Drift off to sleep and let your self dream of your loved one(s).

Originally posted by what--inspires--me

there’s a set of planets orbiting every physical body, they are sprinkling cosmic dust
leaving a trail of celestial secrets
everyone has their own sun that glows like a halo, a moon when they walk in the shadow
a circulating saturn to remind them to focus, and a spinning
mars that generates flames. the electricity people exude, the nourishment of the star they burst from, the kiss of a capricorn snowflake and the cleanse
of a pisces sea. when i’m writing to you, i’m talking to god in drag, maybe im talking to an ancient maynad, im in the presence of a billion year old exploded nebula.. i love everyone and everything … if you think astrology is beautiful remember you created all of this…. 

-C 🍒˜† 

M A X  L I G H T W O O D - B A N E ;

“Maybe one day it will be just you and me, my little blueberry,“ Magnus said conversationally. "But not for a long, long time. We’ll take care of him, you and I. Won’t we?”
Max Lightwood made a  h a p p y  burbling sound that Magnus took as agreement.

- requested by @aleclightsweed <3 (more here)

It appears now that there is only one
age and it knows
nothing of age as the flying birds know
nothing of the air they are flying through
or of the day that bears them up
through themselves
and I am a child before there are words
arms are holding me up in a shadow
voices murmur in a shadow
as I watch one patch of sunlight moving
across the green carpet
in a building
gone long ago and all the voices
silent and each word they said in that time
silent now
while I go on seeing that patch of sunlight

W. S. Merwin, “Still Morning,” The Shadow of Sirius (Copper Canyon Press, 2008)

there’s a set of planets orbiting every physical body, they are sprinkling cosmic dust
leaving a trail of celestial secrets
everyone has their own sun that glows like a halo, a moon when they walk in the shadow
a circulating saturn to remind them to focus, and a spinning
mars that generates flames. the electricity people exude, the nourishment of the star they burst from, the kiss of a capricorn snowflake and the cleanse
of a pisces sea. when i’m writing to you, i’m talking to god in drag, maybe im talking to an ancient maynad, im in the presence of a billion year old exploded nebula.. i love everyone and everything … if you think astrology is beautiful remember you created all of this….

C L A R Y  F R A Y  X  I S A B E L L E  L I G H T W O O D ;

isabelle looked stunning with her hair swept up in a loose knot. clary knew shed never be able to pull off that sort of elegance in a million years, and she didnt care. 

isabelle was isabelle, and clary was grateful she existed, making the world a little  f i e r c e r  with every one of her  s m i l e s.

- requested by anon. more here.