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8 years ago
Projection Makes Perception "We Look Inside First Decide What Kind Of The World We Want To See And Project

Projection makes Perception "We look inside first decide what kind of the world we want to see and project that world outside makes it the truth as we see it " Shot and edited on IPhone 6plus Lake Louise BANFF national park Canada


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8 years ago
"The Real Man Smiles In Trouble, Gathers Strength From Distress, And Grows Brave By Reflection" - Thomas

"The real man smiles in trouble, gathers strength from distress, and grows brave by reflection" - Thomas Paine BANFF national park


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8 years ago
To Become More Conscious Is The Greatest Gift Anyone Can Give To The World; Moreover, In A Ripple Effect,

To become more conscious is the greatest gift anyone can give to the world; moreover, in a ripple effect, the gift comes back to its source" David Hawkins


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8 years ago
"When We Are Stuck, Look At The Sky. The Clouds Remind Us That Everything Changes"

"When we are stuck, look at the sky. The clouds remind us that everything changes"


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7 months ago

I love this, I wish I’d engaged with this instead of drowning in a sea of misconceptions and miscommunications

Sometimes tricky conversations are easier if you feel like you’re explaining yourself to a third party instead of each other. This is why new things often surface at couple’s therapy.

So here’s a fun assignment if you’d like one:

Pretend you have a podcast and are taking questions from callers. Answer these questions together as if answering the callers’ requests. Listen to each other with great curiosity.

1. How would you define your role in the dynamic to someone who is new to the lifestyle?

2. How would you define your partner’s role in the dynamic?

3. What would you change about the way you entered into D/s or BDSM?

4. What the very best thing about your dynamic?

5. What’s the number one thing you would change about your dynamic if you could be totally selfish and snap your fingers to make it so?

6. How important is the D/s or BDSM to your overall relationship?

7. Most people in the lifestyle have dreams at night that maybe push the envelope a bit. If you get these dreams, share a few.

8. How important is discipline/punishment within your dynamic? Do you wish it was more/less important to your partner?

9. Are rules a necessity to keeping your dynamic at the forefront?

10. How often do you need to feel your partner’s dominance/submission?

11. If your partner HAD to either dial their dominance/submission waaay up or waaay down (no middle ground) which would you choose?

12. What is one thing you’ve never tried that you’d like to try this month?

13. Does degradation have a place in your dynamic? Discuss.

14. If spanking is part of your dynamic, and just for this question you didn’t have to take your partner’s desires into consideration at all, would YOU like the spankings to be more/less painful? More/less frequent?

15. What’s your favorite D/s activity? What is your least favorite D/s activity out of the activities you actually partake in?

16. What do you wish your partner had a better understanding of as far as what goes on inside your head regarding D/s? Here’s your chance to really expound. Help them understand you, even if it’s uncomfortable. Take all the time you need.

17. Tell in detail about one of your times together that you really like to replay in your mind.

18. Tell your partner what would make your dynamic even more meaningful to you.

19. Are you holding back because you fear judgement?

20. Why is your partner a great fit for you? What are they great at?

What questions would you like to add?


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9 months ago

I tried pour painting

My friend gave me a set of old pour paints and silicon oil to use, I've never done pour painting, so this was a first, and even though it was an ugly work to some, I think it felt very freeing to make something not for the look, but the feel, after months of depression and recovery it felt freeing to make this.

I Tried Pour Painting

I started out trying to make it pretty and aesthetic, a purple and black and white piece of art to gaze at and talk about, nothing more. But as I went on I added acrylic paint, I stored, I tried different things, and I think I reflected on myself while doing so: I used to never show unfinished work, I never showed my mistakes, my fuck ups, I hid them behind walls of insecurity. My life has always been bordered by darkness, a frame around my life that I couldn't overlook. Swirls of red rage and blue sadness blended, emotions always mixing, filling with greyness and numbness. But amongst those swirls were streaks of white and gold. Gold that reached out and broke the borders of darkness, piercing, daring to be seen, not drowned in the gloss of paints. This determination and ambition couldn't drown within me. But even amongst that hope still was darkness, some things don't go away, they just get smaller. I filled that darkness with light, and within that light I would still find darkness, but it kept growing smaller, smaller, till the white and black mixed and became something I could live with the ups and downs.

I Tried Pour Painting

Then, when I turned my back to wash my hands, watching the grey paint on my fingers go down the drain, staining my finger tips, my carelessness had smeared the center and the border.. and yet, I wasn't mad, the opposite really. The gradient mix of the light and dark felt truer to me, this accident later changing my perspective on something is not the first or last of many accidents that have changed my life, and that's beautiful. As I painted I listened to Solas by Jamie Duffy, the quiet opening that turned into swelling almost enchanting middle, to a quiet, reflective end was enough for me to change a silent painting session where I just played with paints to a reflection of my life over the past few years. A painting that came from a gift, a surprise, something I hadn't known but was given also gave me this freedom that I had been building for months, to sometimes, not care about the here or now, the future and past, but to let paint hit the canvas, carve into the mountains of paint, and just feel it, I saw myself, a reflect, no matter how ugly it may be, because my soul doesn't have to be pretty for others, it is mine and I will love it as mine.


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9 years ago
Lac Bleu Arolla (Switzerland) By Annick Jaquillard

Lac Bleu Arolla (Switzerland) by Annick Jaquillard


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