Insist on the mossy green & the white fire of stars~

 
I thought the earth remembered me, she
took me back so tenderly, arranging
her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds. I slept
as never before, a stone
on the riverbed, nothing
between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated
light as moths among the branches
of the perfect trees. All night
I heard the small kingdoms breathing
around me, the insects, and the birds
who do their work in the darkness. All night
I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling
with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.

 'Sleeping in the forest' by~Mary Oliver (love her so)

Insist on beauty-all around you-at all times.  Where there is none I suggest you summon it up.

Tonight is vision boards and chai.

Hope your weekend is full of simple happiness too~enjoy every moment of it.

xoxo