listening to silent stories from the ocean.
because they are silent, they will sound
different to you.. and to me.
we are icebergs... so much
of what is going on is
under the water..
so much is left
unsaid.
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owl in the dark
- stephanie dosen
- southern rockies
- i talk to plants and furniture and i think bugs have feelings. my first babysitter almost broke the world record for seeing star wars in the theatre the most, but was just beaten out... she did however drag me with her every time. so sometimes i recite the movie while i am sleeping. ill say "what about the rebellion." you'll find me making patterns for my knitwear label *tiny owl knits*, on tour with my band snowbird, or somewhere near the magic tree reading novels with my third eye. if you are reading this i wish you love. peace. bliss. spirit shields. cosmic freedom. joy. balance & rainbow magic in the morphic field of surprise & delight ♥
my knitting patterns here:
tiny owl knits on ravelry
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photo by miranda lehman
Yes I have heard that you can hear the ocean roaring when you put a shell...
In fact, you can also hear a buzzing sound like a hurricane when you close you ears...but not so tight.
I love to do it when I was a kid...and I still love to do it now whenever I am free:)
Thank's for you recent comment in my Harry's post! Hopefully the magic will appear...;)
Even if what is going on is BY the water, by the sea, it is often, mostly always, left unsaid...
yes! true. like rocks fading into sand.
your posts are always so lovely and inspiring <3
beautiful image! i used to listen in shells when i was little
beautiful.... (the lyrics/poem) the photo is lovely too.. but those words are just amazing.
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