Mette HolmWorkaway mojo took a very unexpected turn. Just as I was cranking out words my husband called to tell me that our beloved little kitty hasn't been home for two days straight đ±
He never strays. He's a cuddle bug. Granted, he loves me and tolerates my husband, but still, when I'm not around, he does accept his second-fav human to be the go to guy.
Now, I can't concentrate.
Please amp up the karma-omometer and cheer for a happy return of my little Eddie đž
BuzzingRoomOceanlord // #Oceanlord //
Come Home
[album Kingdom Cold, 2023]
//via // #MagneticEyeRecords //
#buzzingroom #music #bandcamp #Oceanlord #KingdomCold #ComeHome #JasonKer #JonMay #PeterWillmott
link bandcamp: https://oceanlord.bandcamp.com/track/come-home-3
Come Home, by Oceanlord
from the album Kingdom Cold
FahrenheitRocznice:
»Mija 50 lat od Ćmierci Jamesa Blisha«
30 lipca 1975 roku w wieku zaledwie 54 lat zmarĆ amerykaĆski pisarz fantasy i science-fiction James Benjamin Blish.
https://www.fahrenheit.net.pl/aktualnosci/rocznice/mija-50-lat-od-smierci-jamesa-blisha/
#Fahrenheit_zin #JamesBlish #AfterSuchKnowledge #HeartStars #LatajÄ cemiasta #CitiesinFlight #BÄdÄ imĆwieciÄgwiazdy #TheyShallHaveStars #Ć»yciewĆrĂłdgwiazd #ALifefortheStars #GdziejesttwĂłjdomZiemianinie #Triumfczasu #TheTriumphofTime #AClashofCymbals #Earthman #ComeHome
Hebrew by InbalWe want you home.
With every sunrise that you donât see, with every night that swallows your hope â we carry you.
Men, women, children â taken from your lives, from your families, from us.
And while the world looks away, we cannot.
We wonât.
The silence around you must feel endless.
But you are not forgotten.
You are not alone â even if it feels like it.
Even when too many turn their backs,
we turn toward you.
We hold you in our hearts.
We whisper your names in every prayer.
Dead and alive, you are with us.
Every single day.
Come home.
đđźđ±đ
https://www.instagram.com/reel/DKcG38itluj/?igsh=MWp0bW1zaDcyejcyOQ==
Hebrew by Inbal đźđ± Getting English speakers to thrive in Hebrew on Instagram: "We want you home. With every sunrise that you donât see, with every night that swallows your hope â we carry you. Men, women, children â taken from your lives, from your families, from us. And while the world looks away, we cannot. We wonât. The silence around you must feel endless. But you are not forgotten. You are not alone â even if it feels like it. Even when too many turn their backs, we turn toward you. We hold you in our hearts. We whisper your names in every prayer. Dead and alive, you are with us. Every single day. Come home. đđźđ±đ"
323 likes, 11 comments - hebrewbyinbal on June 3, 2025: "We want you home. With every sunrise that you donât see, with every night that swallows your hope â we carry you. Men, women, children â taken from your lives, from your families, from us. And while the world looks away, we cannot. We wonât. The silence around you must feel endless. But you are not forgotten. You are not alone â even if it feels like it. Even when too many turn their backs, we turn toward you. We hold you in our hearts. We whisper your names in every prayer. Dead and alive, you are with us. Every single day. Come home. đđźđ±đ".
Parnuuna | Feel Good Rebel âšTo my darling friend,
If youâve been feeling disconnected lately...
like youâve lost your spark, or forgotten who you are underneath the noise...
I want you to know:
You didnât fail.
You didnât fall behind.
You just forgot for a moment how holy you are.
Youâve been holding so much.
Trying to stay soft in a world that doesnât always make it easy.
You got tired. You went quiet. You disappeared into the doing.
And maybe you thought your magic disappeared with you.
But it didnât.
Itâs still here, just patiently waiting for your permission to return.
You donât need to earn your way back to yourself.
You only need to remember.
And if you want a space to remember more often...
a gentle place where your tenderness is welcome and your weirdness is holy:
Worthy & Rising is open.
Come breathe again. Link in bio.
I love you.
#youarethemagic #worthyandrising #feelgoodrebel #softrebellion
#reclaimyourmagic #restrevolution #selfsovereignty #spiritualselfcare
#hspcommunity #selfdevotion #selftrustjourney #healingjourney
#comehome #slowgrowthmovement #gentlerebellion #rebelmagic
If youâve been feeling disconnected lately...
like youâve lost your spark, or forgotten who you are underneath the noise...
I want you to know:
You didnât fail.
You didnât fall behind.
You just forgot for a moment how holy you are.
Youâve been holding so much.
Trying to stay soft in a world that doesnât always make it easy.
You got tired. You went quiet. You disappeared into the doing.
And maybe you thought your magic disappeared with you.
But it didnât.
Itâs still here, just patiently waiting for your permission to return.
You donât need to earn your way back to yourself.
You only need to remember.
And if you want a space to remember more often...
a gentle place where your tenderness is welcome and your weirdness is holy:
Worthy & Rising is open.
Come breathe again. Link in bio.
I love you.
#youarethemagic #worthyandrising #feelgoodrebel #softrebellion
#reclaimyourmagic #restrevolution #selfsovereignty #spiritualselfcare
#hspcommunity #selfdevotion #selftrustjourney #healingjourney
#comehome #slowgrowthmovement #gentlerebellion #rebelmagic
She almost didnât do it.
Not because she wasnât drawn in - she was.
The words felt like soft thunder in her chest:
You are the magic.
But sheâd hovered at the edge of things before.
Retreated when it got too close.
Too personal.
Too real.
This felt real.
It wasnât promising to fix her.
Wasnât dangling six-figure dreams or five-step formulas.
It was offering something far more terrifying.
It was offering her back to herself.
And that was the part she didnât know how to hold.
Not yet.
Because what if her rhythm was too slow?
What if her truth was too weird?
What if her voice, unfiltered, took up too much room?
But still - something kept tugging.
Not loudly.
Just steady.
A whisper in her gut every time she saw the word âbelonging.â
A soft ache in her chest when she imagined a space where she didnât have to pretend.
She didnât feel ready.
But she clicked anyway.
And when she entered, it felt like an exhale.
No one asked her to perform.
No one expected her to arrive âhealed.â
There were posts about self-trust.
Rituals for letting go.
Reflections that didnât rush her to find an answer - just held her while she asked the question.
She felt seen.
Not for what sheâd accomplished, but for what sheâd survived.
For what she still carried.
For what she dared to want.
And slowly - she started choosing herself.
Not in the loud, dramatic way.
But in the way she declined one more draining call.
In the way she wrote without editing.
In the way she stopped apologising when her boundaries held.
The work wasnât loud.
But it was deep.
And for the first time in a long time, she didnât feel broken.
She felt home.
âš Today - May 12 - is the final day to become a founding member of Feel Good Rebel Academy.
And after that, the doors will close.
This is your invitation to take your seat.
To stop circling.
To let the becoming begin.
#FeelGoodRebel #YouAreTheMagic #FoundingMember #FullMoonRitual #SoftPower #SelfSovereignty #ComeHome #FeelGoodRebelAcademy #Belonging #Community
Not because she wasnât drawn in - she was.
The words felt like soft thunder in her chest:
You are the magic.
But sheâd hovered at the edge of things before.
Retreated when it got too close.
Too personal.
Too real.
This felt real.
It wasnât promising to fix her.
Wasnât dangling six-figure dreams or five-step formulas.
It was offering something far more terrifying.
It was offering her back to herself.
And that was the part she didnât know how to hold.
Not yet.
Because what if her rhythm was too slow?
What if her truth was too weird?
What if her voice, unfiltered, took up too much room?
But still - something kept tugging.
Not loudly.
Just steady.
A whisper in her gut every time she saw the word âbelonging.â
A soft ache in her chest when she imagined a space where she didnât have to pretend.
She didnât feel ready.
But she clicked anyway.
And when she entered, it felt like an exhale.
No one asked her to perform.
No one expected her to arrive âhealed.â
There were posts about self-trust.
Rituals for letting go.
Reflections that didnât rush her to find an answer - just held her while she asked the question.
She felt seen.
Not for what sheâd accomplished, but for what sheâd survived.
For what she still carried.
For what she dared to want.
And slowly - she started choosing herself.
Not in the loud, dramatic way.
But in the way she declined one more draining call.
In the way she wrote without editing.
In the way she stopped apologising when her boundaries held.
The work wasnât loud.
But it was deep.
And for the first time in a long time, she didnât feel broken.
She felt home.
âš Today - May 12 - is the final day to become a founding member of Feel Good Rebel Academy.
And after that, the doors will close.
This is your invitation to take your seat.
To stop circling.
To let the becoming begin.
#FeelGoodRebel #YouAreTheMagic #FoundingMember #FullMoonRitual #SoftPower #SelfSovereignty #ComeHome #FeelGoodRebelAcademy #Belonging #Community
Horror Nerd OnlineCome Home (2024) Available April 15
#horror â #horrormovies â #ComeHome â #RisingSunMedia â @RisingSunMedia â Two couples decide to take a retreat to the Adirondack mountains hoping to escape their troubles, but the forest has other plans. After being marked by spirits bound to the land, they begin to lose their grip on reality â and each other. As the [âŠ] âŠ
#ComeHome #Releases #ad #horror
https://horrornerdonline.com/2025/04/come-home-2024-available-april-15/
Silvia SĂĄnchez"Coming home in a winter's night"
#winter #winternights #night #nighttime #nightphotography #comehome #house #lamp #lights #dark #November #novemberrain #foggy #photos #weather #seasons #seasonspoetry #ireland
#winter #winternights #night #nighttime #nightphotography #comehome #house #lamp #lights #dark #November #novemberrain #foggy #photos #weather #seasons #seasonspoetry #ireland
Kohane"Coming home in a winter's night"
#winter #winternights #night #nighttime #nightphotography #comehome #house #lamp #lights #dark #November #novemberrain #foggy #photos #weather #seasons #seasonspoetry #ireland
rojnamexwebunHavĂźnĂȘ bereketa xwe hiĆtibĂ» ji bo demsaleke nĂ». DĂźsa payĂźz hat, agahdarĂȘ zivistanĂȘ... Va ye payĂźzeke din derbas dibe di jiyana me de. Gelek tiĆtĂȘn em dijĂźn bi dawĂź dibin, lĂȘ payĂźz ji dirĂȘjiya xwe tiĆtekĂź winda nake.
đïžNivĂźsa Serdar Altan
đđđ
https://xwebun2.org/dil-her-dem-payiz-e/
#xwebûn #jinjiyanazadi #zenzendegiazadi
#dijitalĆiddet
#medya #xezal #dem #payiz #payĂźz
#bĂȘdengĂźdikuje #yaprak #comehome
#bĂȘcizakirindikuje #cotmeh #hevok
#emĂȘbidinjiyankirin
Dil her dem payßz e | Xwebûn
Bi destpĂȘkirina ĂźlonĂȘ demsal dibe payĂźz. DerveyĂź jiyanĂȘ roj Ă» germ, hinava mirovahiyĂȘ Ăźlon Ă» payĂźz. ĂlonĂȘ bar kir Ă» çû, cotmeh di nav dilan de derbas bĂ». WĂȘ Mijdar jĂź here, lĂȘ hinav Ă» dil dĂȘ her dem payĂźz bimĂźne. PayĂźz, ew demsal e ku her pelçimek dibe kulĂźlk. AramĂź Ă» dilxweĆiyĂȘ xwe di