Images and words of Love, Beauty, and Darkness...in the flesh, and in my mind...

Just remember, Love & Beauty can be Dark...and as deep as still waters. Where there is light, there are shadows...and vica-versa. All things are in the eye of the beholder...perceptions...

I am fascinated with the spiritual realm and the dilemma of reconciling the Light/Dark within us. Much of my writing expresses my beliefs and or desires in this area.

What types of things seem to be recurring themes for me: beauty, trees, cosmos, nature, water, sunset/sunrise, clouds, birds, spiders, serpents, dark goddesses, warrior women, D/s, agony, anguish, fear, desire, doom, darkness, nihilism, pathways, doorways, archways, loneliness, old houses, decay, desolation, death, escape, freedom, innocence, redemption, magic, fantasy...to name a few.

Hope you enjoy what is here. :)

Email LGoddess4u at Gmail dot com...

On Twitter: @Aphrodite44

11th July 2014

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"Seeing the divinity within ourselves enables us to see it in another. To approach our fellow man as less than divine is to deny the Source of his being. He is an arrow sent forth from the hand of the Infinite, straight and true upon its course. The ancient Norsemen shot flaming arrows into mist to guide their boats safely into the unknown. In the same way we have been sent like flaming arrows to explore the mysteries of the Infinite’s Being. All flaming arrows are of equal value to the navigator; some tell him where it is clear to go and others showing where it is not. In the same way within the mystery of the Infinite’s Being, all are equal. There is much value in mirroring to the Infinite, through the experience of a life, that which It is not so It might fully understand that which It is."
~ Almine

Viking will cruise soon
by Jomme

"Seeing the divinity within ourselves enables us to see it in another. To approach our fellow man as less than divine is to deny the Source of his being. He is an arrow sent forth from the hand of the Infinite, straight and true upon its course. The ancient Norsemen shot flaming arrows into mist to guide their boats safely into the unknown. In the same way we have been sent like flaming arrows to explore the mysteries of the Infinite’s Being. All flaming arrows are of equal value to the navigator; some tell him where it is clear to go and others showing where it is not. In the same way within the mystery of the Infinite’s Being, all are equal. There is much value in mirroring to the Infinite, through the experience of a life, that which It is not so It might fully understand that which It is."

~ Almine

Viking will cruise soon

by Jomme

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10th July 2014

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A pearl of great price… 

A pearl of great price… 

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10th July 2014

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I wish…

I wish…

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9th July 2014

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wilburwhateley:

Rachel Suggs (her work)

wilburwhateley:

Rachel Suggs (her work)

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9th July 2014

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Blessed ~ 
What abandon! What drunkenness! You hold the cup in your hand. Blessed is the place you are, and glorious to the eye of the heart. Each atom, by your grace, is a universe, each drop of water a soul. No one who has ever had a sign from you need worry again about “name” or “sign.” To find the place of splendor, at the bottom of the sea of truths, You have to dive,  dive head first; what do I have to do with feet that scurry? With the sword of the One God you have hacked a Path for us; You have stolen all my clothes; what will I give to the toll-man? - Jalal-ud-Din Rumi (Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi) 

Blessed ~ 

What abandon! What drunkenness! You hold the cup in your hand. 
Blessed is the place you are, and glorious to the eye of the heart. 
Each atom, by your grace, is a universe, each drop of water a soul. 
No one who has ever had a sign from you need worry again about “name” or “sign.” 
To find the place of splendor, at the bottom of the sea of truths, You have to dive,  dive head first; what do I have to do with feet that scurry? 
With the sword of the One God you have hacked a Path for us; 
You have stolen all my clothes; what will I give to the toll-man? 

- Jalal-ud-Din Rumi 
(Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi

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8th July 2014

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Stream That Flows and Flows

I am terrified by the whole world, I am sprung free of the whole world, I am neither “hidden” nor “apparent.” What do I have to do with existence or space? I am drunk on union with you, I need and want and care about no one else. Since I am your prey, what do I care about fate’s bow and its arrows? I live at the bottom of the stream, why would I go looking for water? What could or would I say about this stream that flows and flows? I have given up existence, why go on staggering under the burden of this mountain? Since the wolf is my shepherd, why put up with the pretensions of the shepherd? - Jalal-ud-Din Rumi (Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi) 

Stream That Flows and Flows

I am terrified by the whole world, I am sprung free of the whole world, 
I am neither “hidden” nor “apparent.” What do I have to do with existence or space? 
I am drunk on union with you, I need and want and care about no one else. 
Since I am your prey, what do I care about fate’s bow and its arrows? 
I live at the bottom of the stream, why would I go looking for water? 
What could or would I say about this stream that flows and flows? 
I have given up existence, why go on staggering under the burden of this mountain? 
Since the wolf is my shepherd, why put up with the pretensions of the shepherd? 

- Jalal-ud-Din Rumi 
(Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi

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8th July 2014

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This Miracle 

This miracle, daily as dawn and sundown, Normal as bread, as sleep after love: If I look at him, I see my own image If I look at my own, I see his, aflame. - Jalal-ud-Din Rumi (Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi)

This Miracle 

This miracle, daily as dawn and sundown, 
Normal as bread, as sleep after love: 
If I look at him, I see my own image 
If I look at my own, I see his, aflame. 

- Jalal-ud-Din Rumi 
(Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi)

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8th July 2014

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Must see gifs on this one!

aalleexxwhat:

samvy:

tinker-net:

…witchcraft!

This.

this is like circular pole dancing omg

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8th July 2014

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weallheartonedirection:

"Firstly, I’m glad you survived. I don’t know how you can stand all that water. Secondly, come here. You washed off my scent."

weallheartonedirection:

"Firstly, I’m glad you survived. I don’t know how you can stand all that water. Secondly, come here. You washed off my scent."

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8th July 2014

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I am your moon  and your moonlight too  I am your flower garden  and Your water too  I have come all this way  eager for you  without shoes or shawl  I want you to laugh  to dispel all your worries  to love you  to nourish you  Oh sweet bitterness  I will soothe you and heal you  I will bring you roses  I too have been covered with thorns.   The springtime of Lovers has come,  that this dust bowl may become a garden;  the proclamation of heaven has come,  that the bird of the soul may rise in flight.  The sea becomes full of pearls,  the salt marsh becomes sweet as spring rain,  the stone becomes a diamond from the mine,  the body becomes wholly soul.  
~ Rumi

I am your moon 
and your moonlight too 
I am your flower garden 
and Your water too 
I have come all this way 
eager for you 
without shoes or shawl 
I want you to laugh 
to dispel all your worries 
to love you 
to nourish you 
Oh sweet bitterness 
I will soothe you and heal you 
I will bring you roses 
I too have been covered with thorns.  
The springtime of Lovers has come, 
that this dust bowl may become a garden; 
the proclamation of heaven has come, 
that the bird of the soul may rise in flight. 
The sea becomes full of pearls, 
the salt marsh becomes sweet as spring rain, 
the stone becomes a diamond from the mine, 
the body becomes wholly soul.  

~ Rumi

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