we filled a film with a Hasselblad over the weekend, Daniel took this of me in his dad’s backyard on Saturday

I’m feeling very unmotivated, so here is some pretty light from the weekend at home

“there’s a difference between romanticizing things and seeing the beauty in them”

— c

Reblogged from cassoday

Silva in her usual spot :)

The Invitation

It doesn’t interest me
what you do for a living.
I want to know
what you ache for
and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me
how old you are.
I want to know
if you will risk
looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me
what planets are
squaring your moon…
I want to know
if you have touched
the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened
by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know
if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know
if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations
of being human.

It doesn’t interest me
if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear
the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know
if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes.”

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live
or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me
who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me
where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know
what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know
if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like
the company you keep
in the empty moments.

Oriah

strong wind, quiet mind

One of my favourite things to do is spending time alone at a place where I feel at home. Especially when there is rain or wind outside and I can let my thoughts wander and think about who I have become. Lately, unlike around this time a year ago, I have been noticing that I am doing a lot better without even being able to point out why I wasn’t before. Even though life isn’t perfect, but it’s enough to know that I can go somewhere quiet and be okay.

“There’s so much more to life than finding someone who will want you, or being sad over someone who doesn’t. There’s a lot of wonderful time to be spent discovering yourself without hoping someone will fall in love with you along the way, and it doesn’t need to be painful or empty. You need to fill yourself up with love. Not anyone else. Become a whole being on your own. Go on adventures, fall asleep in the woods with friends, wander around the city at night, sit in a coffee shop on your own, write on bathroom stalls, leave notes in library books, dress up for yourself, give to others, smile a lot. Do all things with love, but don’t romanticize life like you can’t survive without it. Live for yourself and be happy on your own. It isn’t any less beautiful, I promise.”

— Emery Allen

What I like about uni and work is that it makes free time precious.

"Writing is a really personal thing, so if someone changes it too much it becomes less of a part of you."

— Naomi Seed

today on my windowsill

“There are two kinds of people in this world. Those who walk into a room and say ‘Here I am’ and those who walk into a room and say, ‘There you are.”

— Ann Landers

not the worst kitchen

strong wind, quiet mind

"I think about what we once had, & even though it makes my stomach hurt, I’m glad it happend. I know how I want to be treated next time around."

— Unknown

I had the pleasure of spending a lovely afternoon with Regina today. We had coffee in Tübingen and then headed out of town for some photo taking in a yellow field by this blooming tree. :)