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Maybe the feather a seagull dropped next to me, as it swooped down so low overhead I could feel its wings push the air around, is an offering. A gift from the universe. I worry if that’s ego. I don’t think I’m particularly lucky, though. I’d like to be. Or maybe I am. Lucky in seagull feathers and pretty shells and cooling breezes. Or in smelling the rain before it comes, or the ability to write this out. I guess everyone is lucky if they belive it. Maybe gifts from the universe are at the same time gifts to ourselves.
5d ago
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The universe has very ethereal ways of communicating, especially in signals it will know you’ll understand. Signs are always tailored to the receiver.
Today I found a literal butterfly on my stairs; I’ve never encountered anything like it. What a joy. In the middle of manifesting something specific, it feels like a cosmic nod. 🦋
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⭐An owl visited me and a few weeks later my mom died. I wrote to her in my journal and a man approached me and offered to read me a Rumi poem about being at peace with death. I spoke to my therapist about trusting my gut and taking more chances, and a hawk landed right in front of me on the walk home. Look up moments that feel extraordinary. The universe is in constant communication with us if we listen to it.
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🍀Genuinely believe I was born under a lucky star cos I was born with a sunny disposition even tho sometimes I get sad I know that I am so blessed to be here
Apr 27, 2024
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📢Went to a gaff with apocalypse as the dress code recently. twas epic.
went to another ages ago that was ‘breaking brat’ - so people went as a breaking bad character or in brat green. Or both.
If you’ve been to a fun themed party tell me pls I’m collecting them
went to another ages ago that was ‘breaking brat’ - so people went as a breaking bad character or in brat green. Or both.
If you’ve been to a fun themed party tell me pls I’m collecting them
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🗒post grad doom and gloom and sitting in your friends living room as they cook lunch and job applications and fam visiting and endings/beginnings and smoking on the balc as the sky turns dark blue,11:30pm and free bread via your friends bakery job and trying to create everyday and passion projects and guilt and despair and uncertainty and love. starving artists and council tax bands and moving flat. seeing fam twice a year maybe and your friends squeezed in between two part time jobs. double booked and trying not to burn out early. free labour on a maybe-itll-be-good project. crying every few days and scheduling a laugh in when you can.
Jun 29, 2025
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got this cassette at a local shop months ago. proceeds donated. any arts collectives doing similar stuff near yall? if not why don’t you start something? get local. get communal.
Jun 28, 2025