Showing posts with label free spirit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label free spirit. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Tiny Dancer.

by Marie Zucker

by Marie Zucker
(weheartit, dreamingofmermaids.tumblr.com, saras-scrapbook.tumblr.com, hipsterhip.tumblr.com, www.shopspanishmoss.com/blog/)

The girl wants to grow but she does not want to grow old.
Her spirit is young though she feels like an old soul most of the time. She´s part girl, part woman in disguise.
But right now the adolescent glitter under her eyelashes prevails. She can´t shush her heart which screams in delight these days.
Songs like words come out of her mouth and all she can do is sing along.
Her feet barely touch the ground, her head finds comfort in the clouds. She can´t help but dream.
Sometimes she feels like a little bird inside a cage. She feels the breeze, she even sings,
she knows there´s so much out there to be seen, a reality quite intoxicating but lovely if she flies straight into positive things.
She can´t deny she wants out but she is still learning, walking slowly, leaving tiny pieces of fear behind.
She knows she has a long path ahead but she hopes one day those fears turn into feathers
and help her live with a constant smile in a reality similar to the one of her dreams.
Today, she feels like dancing instead of flying.
Her mind wanders looking at the sky and pirouettes there...
absently.
»»  Read More....

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

I want adventure in the great wide somewhere.

BANDIT BRAND
Summer Lookbook
Jewelry: Heyoka
Leslie Crowe, Kelly Ash and Troy Critchlow
Photographed by Michael Schmidt
(via iloveborntobewild)

How the wanderlust spirit seems to be a permanent state in the girl´s life.
Dusty memories of her last road trip in caramel, emerald and turquoise shades still fresh in her mind,
only make her crave for new destinations and unknown lands ready to be conquered by her rebellious essence and her high spirited vibes.
It´s that free untamed feeling on these shots that leaves a mark on her soul
and makes her think of golden brown, bronze horizons and lavender, ruby red skylines.
She pictures an adventure with no ending, just a long route of dreams ahead where she can trade secrets and blues for wisdom, experience and melodies.
A place where she can play her "Jesus Was a Capricorn" album really loud in the company of her love, some beer and the inspiring thoughts of a wild heart.
She wants to travel light. She wants dirty boots, cowboy hats, a loyal guitar, fringe jackets and tank tops with words that make her yell, "Hell, yes!".
She wants to close her eyes, feel the breeze, open her arms really wide, chase the wind, catch the sun,
ride the stars and make love under the desert sky till the moon shows some blush instead of light.
She feels like packing up her wishes and travelling outside the box. There´s too many places that she´s got to see.
The road is a friend. The road is a charmer. The road is a taker.
And he'll take her to places and make her fly higher than she's ever dared to.
The road and the girl need to meet soon and create some new memories.
They need to be prisoners of each other´s freedom to feel alive.
They just need another chance.
Cause both were born to be wild.
»»  Read More....

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

The Birthday girl is hungry for new wishes.

(weheartit, little doe, the coveteur, m-a-r-e-s.tumblr.com)

It´s time to travel out of my mind and let the wind carry me elsewhere for the next few days.
The sea has been whispering in my ear lately, he offered to host my birthday this year and i could not say no.
Ageless, wild and free, he is a loner but he loves an occasional company. Sometimes escapism is needed and the sea is the best partner in crime.
He´ll wash off unhappy thoughts and bless me with the hope of new dreams. His waves will be like poetry, i´ll get inspired and my heart will speak on my behalf.
I´ll dance in floral dresses with feathers in my hair and make my whimsical thoughts and kaleidoscope wishes spin like disco balls under a tangerine sky.
This saturday, I´ll be counting the stars when the magic starts and the candles lit up.
An exquisite chocolate cake will steal the attention, i´ll have the ones i love by my side,
the music that feeds my soul, glasses in pink and lovely wishes in line.
I´ll close my eyes and wonder if i can sail through the changing ocean tides of my life.
I´ll smile right away though, i can feel new winds blowing for me. It´s good to know the moon will always be there to guide me.
Then, i´ll blow out the candles and enjoy some cake surrounded by love.

The birthday girl is hungry for a sky filled with happy wishes this year.
And one more rainbow for the new road.
»»  Read More....

Friday, January 20, 2012

Take a walk on the wild side

(weheartit, dreamingofmermaids.tumblr.com, minjawonderland.tumblr.com, www.alimitton.com, theefflorescence.tumblr.com, letusdreamawaylife.tumblr.com)

.We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake by an infinite expectation of the dawn.

The girl with love in her eyes and magical horns in her hair will be blowing out some candles soon
and she can´t help but feel she needs to be more in touch with her animal side this time.
Even when she feels like a little doe most of the time, afraid of the unknown but also anxious to grow up a little bit more than the day before,
she knows she needs to run wild, she can´t silence her howling side. The wolf inside her wants to growl non stop from dusk till dawn.
She wants this year to be sort of a spell, something enchanting, powerful where dreams and wishes collide
to show nothing but beauty in the universe constantly unfolding before her.
She wants unexpected adventures, midnight howls under the stars, new winds of hope blowing through her carnival dresses right into her soul,
the magical touch of the sun when the thoughts refuse to face the marmalade skies, the intense gleam of the wise moon
when she doubts to trust her instincts instead of her mind.
She is like the sweet heart of a deer but she needs the strength of a wolf to get by and feel alive.

I see glittery horns and loud howls pointing at the sky. That´s a good sign.
I feel good things are arising.
I´ll just let the sky whisper them directly into my wild heart.
»»  Read More....