~dreamy~

we’re officially into pisces season. this is the last month in the sun’s cycle. winter is dying so that spring can be born anew with aries. i usually die a little death when the sun is in pisces. i hibernate, i dream constantly, and i find it hard to be apart of the waking world. but the closer it gets to aries, the closer i am to coming back with a vengeance.

use this time to reflect and recuperate if you must, so you can come back with extra strength. sometimes we have to retreat during times of extremes so we don’t run out of fuel.

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“When I was at Oxford University I used to break into balls. Like fancy balls. It was great! So there’d be a ball coming, where the college would be shut off and everyone would buy their over expensive tickets and regalia. We’d find out what the wristbands were and essentially would forge. One ball they had a yellow laminated wristband so we then went shopping for folders- you know with the laminated bits? We’d strip off that section and cut it into the thickness of the bands and would flash them at the bouncers.” – Alfred Enoch

dreamy thoughts
  • how do we know that magical creatures don’t exist? just because we haven’t seen them doesn’t prove they aren’t real.
  • what if clouds really are cotton wool and we can sleep in them? but airplanes move too fast for us to know.
  • flowers and forests are my home.
  • I walk in a snowy pine tree forest but I don’t feel cold. All the little woodland creatures greet me as a friend.
  • I’m looking up at the stars, but the stars are too distant for me to see that they’re smiling back, hoping that I’ll be okay.
  • what will my future hold? any day now, I could do something I fear terribly and all my dreams will form into a reality.
  • all the swans in the mirror lake know my name, they sing for me and tell me their stories.
  • I metamorphosize like a butterfly, from a shy weak little thing to a magnificent being of magic.