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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna

Open your eyes. #nature #treebeard #lotr

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“The Simple Idea of Life As It Seems To Be, 2014, Jesse Clevenger, Etching, 8”x 8” ”

Lean in. #rainforest #costarica #puravida #nature #landscape #photography

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Stormy waters #ocean #overlook #costarica #puravida #nature #photography #landscape

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One step forward. Two steps back. Five steps sideways. Three back to the start. In the dance of life there are no fixed foot positions, only our flow with the rhythms of the ocean. #costarica #puravida #rhythm #dance #flow

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#daybreak #renewal #sunrise #costarica #puravida

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“I had diverged, digressed, wandered, and become wild. I didn’t embrace the word as my new name because it defined negative aspects of my circumstances or life, but because even in my darkest days - those very days in which I was naming myself - I... — “I had diverged, digressed, wandered, and become wild. I didn’t embrace the word as my new name because it defined negative aspects of my circumstances or life, but because even in my darkest days - those very days in which I was naming myself - I saw the power of the darkness. Saw that, in fact, I HAD strayed and that I WAS a stray and that from the wild places my straying had brought me, I knew things I couldn’t have known before.” #cherylstrayed #wild #thewildunknown #unleashthewildspirit #nature #landscape #photography #sequoianationalpark #trees #healing

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Sometimes we look behind us to see where we are headed. #perspective #landscape #photography #openroad #unleashthewildspirit #nature #spirit #inspiration

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#dailydivination #tarot #thewildunknown #theemperor #protection #wisdom #vision #unleashthewildspirit

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4 of 4. #shadow #light #form #abstract #photography #nofilter

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How To Love a Survivor

*trigger warning*

A poem I wrote today about navigating a relationship with someone who struggles with sexual based trauma. it has been important for me to be present with my partners traumas in the past and to do my best to be supportive and understanding of how that trauma still lives inside them.

How To Love A Survivor

Do your best to become navigator

Learn to row your boat gently up the stream

look out for her lighthouse

hear her foghorn

the way she shines and sounds off

will direct you from disaster

and teach you how to read her scars like constellations

these stories they tell will guide you

through latitudes & longitudes of loving her

and loving her will require you to swim

but more often than not it will require

you to sink

because it has been too long to remember

the last time she floated

the last time she felt buoyant,

she has grown accustomed to sinking

that feeling of cracking just a bit

and still taking too much in

and how familiar she is with making space

for all the ocean she takes down with her

she has mastered these types of sea-floor landings

and knows how to spread herself across the sea-bed and call it comfortable

which is why she may feel more comfortable

tangled in seaweed than in your arms

that she’d rather appear damaged by water

all rotting wood and rusting steel

than newly christened craft

she would much prefer to sit in the belly of a whale

or the bind of kracken

than to see herself, sails open

and heading for your horizons

her hull has been breached before

and ever since she has struggled to see herself seaworthy

and when she does set out into open water

she is careful not to spread herself too much across her mast

fearful of what others may think she is asking for

terrified others will feel invited to come aboard

so more often than not she survives as submarine

submerged in survival tactics of being unseen

it is easier to move under the current

than to sit atop the tide

full of gun-powder and ready for war

although she is always ready for war

and even if you learned to row your boat gently

on some days she may test her arsenal against you

because your body bares too much a resemblance to the vessel

that sunk into her depths

The smell of beer on your breath will always pull at her triggers

boom and spark

too close to her artillery, too close to her fuse

to guarantee anyones safety

and in low light your sails may appear black flags with crossed bones

notorious for pillaging, plundering permissions

and for this, she swore she would always be battle-ready

so sometimes her sirens will blare as precaution

and in her red alert she will confuse ally for enemy

and your body warps into warship

and your hands may start to feel more like canons than caresses

more torpedo tip than tongue in your kisses

more harpoon than hardon

more dangerous than you actually are

but if you love her

you will do your best to disarm yourself

warp from warship to white flag

and wave away the fog of war

your smile a ceasefire

your open arms a peace treaty

because loving a survivor means loving a soldier

swollen with memorials

a veteran that revisits the parts of herself she left scattered across her battlefield

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