The Sacred Feminine - Tumblr Posts

I remember my sister shay, who wasn't my blood sister but felt like family, playing this after her grandma died, I cried with her, even if she was older than me and I was just little around 13-14, I didn't know what grief was, until I lost my aunt to a house fire, we both cried together, my family, everyone who knew my aunt and my neighbors cried with us, my aunt was a very sacred person, every since shay went away from us with her abusive boyfriend I always play this song to remember her, thinking of good times as I listen to this song, if you have a loved one or a family member, don't take them for granted, spend as much time with them as you can before they disappear, love you shay, sis misses you. 🙏🌹

Can i tell you something?

There's some question that has been arguing inside of my mind again. Specifically because of the season of the year. I'm realizing this happens every year.

Why i feel like the summer is a gross temporary?

I feel the necessity of relaxing. Even when I don't actually want to. Summer makes me feel pressured to be something i am not. Because there's no 'me' in a summer without you.

Summer is so greasy, summer is so hot that it hurts. It burns, not good, not together. Summer now burns alone. It hurts, alone. Summer grieves, all alone.

As time went by I realized that this triggers the pressure cooker of emotions inside me. Imperfections in my perfect soup start to appear. It doesn't look elegant or perfect, nothing is right. Nothing that my mind touches seems to make me happy. Nothing that our memories have touched seems to be comfortable, even when it actually was.

And i hate it. I hate it because I'm supposed to be happy and enjoy it. Even more so in this environment. I used to be happy in summer. We used to be happy in summer.

I don't like to not understand things. Now everything is falling apart, now i am.

I hate summer in the way i hate to not be a part of you. There's too much buried in grass and sand that i want to forget. But then I don't.

If only you or I could come again and paint them with a rainbow, if only i could make them all look as sacred as it was, I want to convince myself somehow that... this date will ever be exciting and beautiful again. I want to see you come back with some smoothies and only worry about go swimming later.

I feel like I'm asking for too much. Please tell me it is not. I don't need a lot, I don't need the world, i just want to feel like I'm good enough to stay with you, forever.

Della.

I've always known I was, I have memories of my previous lives and experiences.

In addition to all the above... old souls come with ethereal love... Are you ready for this kind of quest?

- Viv

feeling like a sacrificial lamb

born to lay in the sun, not work a 9-5

Can’t take my eyes off it @coloursoflovelustlife how the candlelight kisses your body

enLIGHTenment.

(Edit by @secondlifep , thank you so much. :) )

Reminder: Ladies, your body is a sacred temple. Don’t just give anyone access.

Powerful Feminine Self Love Affirmations

Downtown Girl ❤️‍🔥 (my tumblr female manipulator moodboard and lana del rey music video)

13 Cigarettes 🚬 (my sad thoughts poem reading and femcel aesthetic collage)

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my poem:

I wish I dye-d

Last night

Last year

I pray for a blank mind

A fresh start

To leave my body behind

My face isn’t mine

Only my disguise

13 Cigarettes

And I’ll be fine

Perfectly Fine

Dark Angel 🦇 (my divine feminine aesthetic moodboard and lana del rey music video)

the bond between a girl and her favorite underwear is sacred

🩷☠️

Literally me if u care