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In many softness, I RISE. In many gentleness, slowly, I HEAL. In many sunsets, I found again my sunrises. In many deaths, I am slowly passing my tunnels of rebirthing. If this is a passage, my heart has prepared myself to be ready. Through the wind, I let the dragon passes me through and through, bringing me back to my cycle of life. While the sacred water bath me every morning. The spirits of the long forgotten women, whisper and whisper to me surrounding the sacred fire while I rise on my earthy ground with my earthly sisters. With all the women before me standing with me. Telling me to rise one more time, the never ending once again. Oh you, dear you, you are so loved and blessed. With everything inside of me I bow to every directions, every guidances and lessons 🙏🙏🙏❤️✨✨✨ #5elements #tentena #dodohamosintuwu #backtothesacred #rebirth #healing #ancestralhealing #healingthecollective #femininerising #ownyourhealing #phoenixseason #ariesseason

SEGERA DI RUMAH REMEDI, 7 April 2019 #jakarta #Repost @rumahremedi.id with @get_repost ・・・ Kembali hadir Kelas Grounding: The Art of Knowing Your Center bersama @taleaboutnomad of @banyuripan tanggal 7 April 2019! Tandai kalender Remedians sekarang! _____________________ Di tengah-tengah kesibukan manusia modern, dengan informasi overload di keseharian kita, kita seringkali kesulitan menemukan ruang dimana kita bisa berpijak. Kita bahkan seringkali lupa bernafas dengan benar atau lama sekali lupa menggerakkan tubuh kita dengan baik. Grounding practice adalah metode sederhana yang bisa dipraktikkan dimana pun, untuk mengatasi anxiety, stress dan olah diri untuk merasa lebih seimbang.

We are the daughter of the mermaids. We are drown in our own water in joy and tears. We are our own magic. Brave souls chase us to the depth of our emotional seas. Brave sailors explore and did not come back to its surface of the long and forgotten ancient seas. Our gems are only for the treasured wooing of them all. Our father send us to war with our heart in our sleeves. We did not obey. As the water rises, we dive deep into the eyes of love which made us help to build the magic bridge. This is our world. Our magic kind. And here, love thrived in the deepest dance in the deepest sea 🙏🌙✨ #danceyourmagic #suvannamaccha #mermaidmagic #waterelements #elementalembodiment #dancemedicine #inspired #journey #thailand #cambodia #mermaidprincess #suvarnamatsya #southeastasian #danceyourstory #wooedbyhanuman #danceyourhealing #embracing #rising #waterrising #danceismedicine #slowdownlove

Live like you do not know tomorrow. Live softer than ever before because the world has been needing more softness. Do not hide your sensitivity but also take things less serious. Life are mean to be lived. Cut your own bullshit. Throw away your own toxicity. Masculine. Feminine. Male. Female. We are all one. If things are going to change, we are part of all things. When we start to learn how to really lived together. No more faking things. Cut all the fake people and situation in your life. Don’t pretend that you can take things and tolerate things that does not allign with your truth anymore. Know your boundaries well. Stand your ground. Learn to say NO. But also learn to say YES to life. Stop pretending. Live more. Real more. Feel more. Love more. Yourself especially than ever before. Because the amazing truth of your authenticity is inside you. Because the the real truth is yours to hold and show to the world. I love you, dear ones ❤️❤️❤️✨✨✨ #myheart #mooninsag #talktomyself #selftalk #selflove #boundaries #dearheart #vulnerability #reflection #life #phnompenh

My forever sun and gem of my heart, Agastya Asabhumy Yasawisesa ❤️🌸🌙 Take care, my beautiful flower boy. Sending all the love from my road and path ❤️✨✨✨ #motherhood #motherandson #🌏🌞 #love #life #blessing #family #nomadmom #asabhumy #wanderingmom

Its time to rise up isn’t it? You feel the crack in your bones. You felt all the sound of the self rising early morning lately. In and out a meditative cocoon you call home for now. Scattered work all over the place being put into places. Until all the bags are packed and ready to go. Until new spaces rebirth within your home, your heart and soul. Those mind games are over. There is no more. In a secret of your own silence, you find the true power of not looking back anymore. To anyone, to anything, to any situation and to that external voices who are not even yours to begin with. You belong to yourself. All this long. All this moments. Your true power belong in believing your own truth. Owning your own flaws and embrace them. Every single lining of your heart. Every scattered pieces you pick up yourself in order to own your healing. Taking your shit at yourself and reflect. Take a breather. Pat your own back. Take care of yourself. No more self critique and perfecting the devilish details. You are where you at. And you are damn fine. And damn, wom(b)an, I am often amazed with your own resilence and strength. That I am in love with these unstopable heart expansion of your vessel. Rise and shine, my dear heart. Let’s do this with love and gentleness ❤️✨✨✨🔥 #selftalk #selflove #reflection #selfcare #embraceevergsinglething #innerdialogue #truth #findingwisdom #within #ownyourhealing #healing #journeywithin Captured beautifully last year by @travelgeela for @sahariiharii #jogjakarta #parangkusumo

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Month: July 2011

kau duduk dengan terluka
yang terbuka
apakah jalan
akan sampai tujuan
jika tak jua kau menutup apa-apa

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