I struggle to decipher reality from illusion these days.
The ocean terrifies me, but I want to be captivated by the sea.
Owl. Crystals. Natural healing. Nature. Writing.
I've been silenced my whole life. This is my voice.
Now all you can do is wait. It must be hard for you, but there is a right time for everything. Like the ebb and flow of tides. No one can do anything to change them. When it is time to wait, you must wait.
Haruki Murakami/ The Wind Up Bird Chronicle (via universeobserver)