n. the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it—whether through envy or pity or simple foreignness—which allows it to drift away from the rest of your life story, until the memory itself feels out of place, almost mythical, wandering restlessly in the fog, no longer even looking for a place to land.

“She wants to write. God, she wants to write so bad. But the ink bubbles in her throat and leaks from her pores and swirls down the drain in little black puddles. She tries. Oh god, she tries. But the pen twists and grins in her sweaty grip until all that remains are smudges and streaks and tears and fears, and she steps back and stares at this thing she just made. It has not a single word, but bears her heartbeat just the same.”
— (via orlansky)

(via orlansky)


It took me awhile to realize that traveling to new places isn’t going to make me happy, until I am happy with where I already am.

(via fairy-prana-deactivated20140904)

“If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.”
— Meister Eckhart (via fuckyeahyoga)
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