Sometimes, the words left unsaid, are the ones that tell the story.

Many have tried to kill this softness within me. Some have even come close, but it always survives. Then I remember: softness, kindness, empathy, compassion... these things are strengths, not weaknesses.

When you wake up in a painting

Nature’s clouds were gentle and free this day 📷🕊️ ….

Autumn has come and gone, and the leaves that were once afire with color, have dried and fallen to the ground. The wind has scattered us far and wide ~ gone are the days when we clung together, full of life, full of color. Winter has come to claim us, and bury our memories in the dirt. ©️ShePlaysLoud

Follow your heart.

Music is just a different kind of light.

Crimea, Ukraine

This morning’s endeavour in the Peak District. Two minutes of undeniably glorious light. Autumn getting off to a decent start and I’m trying to get back into the swing of sunrise.

sky doing sky things

Pinzolo (Trento) Il Lago di Nambino a Madonna di Campiglio

Haven’t painted in a while, so just thought I would get a brush on paper. No reference, just imagination. 🙏🏻 #watercolor #watercolorpainting

"The test of a civilization is in the way that it cares for its helpless members" -Pearl S. Buck

‘Character is created in kindness, comrades, and calmness is cultivated in radically inclusive, other-centered love.'

i watch them with reverence, the way they float and flicker, pearl white specks in a sea of black and i am jealous of the way they light the night i have always been more shadow than shooting star #poetry

A meadow of scars that healed and bloomed.

Don’t let the bad things make you forget all the good things.

Mornin’

✨💜 GN8 💚✨

Birch Moon Robert Macaulay Stevenson oil on canvas

"once you have tasted the taste of sky, you will forever look up" -Leonardo da Vinci

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…an attempt at capturing a favorite location… 🙏🏻 #watercolor #watercolorpainting

Kissed by the light of the morning sun~~~ 📸 is mine. So is the 🌹. #Bloomscrolling #flowers

She plants a flower for every bruise, a tree for every scar.

Soft hearts and gentle hands. It takes courage and great strength to live this way.

Hiding places.

Are our souls mirroring each other in silent longing, across the distance that separates us?

Say what you need to say. Even if no one wants to hear it.

My favorite people are trees.

Connection is more than repetitive strings of pretty love words. Connection is wordless and sentient and largely inexplicable

What you do is you keep giving love to the world and hope for the best.

My view.

“I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow” Sylvia Plath 📷©️Ali Shadman

Lazise (Verona)

the moment between

take care of yourselves till next time☺️💙

…a little practice…🙏🏻 #watercolor #watercolorpainting

little nightbird and her sky

Sunrise at Stonehenge today (25th June) was at 4.53am, sunset is at 9.25pm

‘The realm of a committed misfit mystic, comrades, is a beautifully bountiful, borderless, untamed sacred land.’