BichonMom3

[BichonMom3 @BichonMom3]

So true...

[Tiny Buddha @tinybuddha]

Life is fragile. Make times for what matters and let go of what doesn't. We don't have an endless amount of time. Focus on your priorities. Appreciate what you have. Release anger, bitterness, envy, and regret.

Everyone needs to take this to heart: https://t.co/ywoBDTFWxv

[Rolling Stone @RollingStone]

The most successful female country artist of all time.

Rest well, Dolly Parton. ❤️

[vivaneil @vivaneil1234]

Good Evening.🌉🌃

[The Astronomy Guy @astrooalert]

Geminids Meteor Shower at its Peak☄️

[Andrzej @PopmusicPL]

Air Supply - Without You🎶🎤

[Zlatko NO DM 🤚❌🚫 @Vistandcompany]

This Night Scenery is calming😴💤

[🇺🇸Sheri @SheriCarter18]

Have a wonderful evening ✌️🫶🌙✨

[Rock History Live! @KTrain939913]

Today in Rock History

August 28, 1986
Tina Turner was honored with a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame in the Recording category. The ceremony took place at 1750 N. Vine Street, in front of the historic Capitol Records building. Hosted by Johnny Grant, the honorary mayor of Hollywood, the event featured introductions by Bill Welch, president of the Hollywood Chamber of Commerce, and Don Zimmerman, president of Capitol Records.

[Zlatko NO DM 🤚❌🚫 @Vistandcompany]

Full Moon🌕

[Elle Lookbook @EvaLovesDesign]

The dandelion represents the sun, moon and stars. ☀️🌙✨

[Anomalous reality @spacevibex]

First an eclipse, then a shower of shooting stars. 😍

[James Lucas @JamesLucasIT]

Van Gogh once wrote one of the most beautiful sentences I have ever read:

"Just as we take the train to go to Tarascon or Rouen, we take death to reach a star."

You have seen the painting below hundreds of times, but you probably do not know the story behind it, and it is as unbearably beautiful as the words you just read...

Van Gogh had painted the night before. Yet, he had never painted it like this, because he had never been this far down, or reached this far up.

After a breakdown, Vincent had committed himself, of his own will, to an asylum at Saint-Rémy, a former monastery for the mentally ill. He was thirty-six years old. From the window of his room, behind iron bars, he could see a wheatfield and a strip of sky. He described it to his brother Theo like a man who had found something to hold onto:

"Through the iron-barred window I can make out a square of wheat in an enclosure, above which in the morning I see the sun rise in its glory."

Out of that view, that narrow slot of world seen from inside a mental institution, he made one of the most famous paintings that has ever existed. The night sky rolls and swirls like a living sea, eleven stars and a blazing crescent moon burn and turn in currents of blue, the whole heavens surging with a force that feels almost too large for the canvas to hold...

Vincent had trained as a preacher once, and though he had long since broken with the church, he never stopped reaching for something larger than himself. He had once written Theo a line that explains this whole painting:

"I have a tremendous need for, shall I say the word, religion. So I go outside at night to paint the stars."

That is what he was doing here: reaching for the divine the only way he had left, with a brush and a sky full of light. He made it locked away, ill, and more alone than he had ever been, and instead of despair he gave us what may be the most beautiful thing anyone has ever painted.

The lower he sank, the higher his work climbed, until he turned the view from a barred asylum window into the closest thing we have to heaven.

And if he was right, if death really is only the train we take to reach a star, then somewhere out past the swirling blue he painted from that cell, Vincent finally made the journey he was always looking up toward...

[Earth @earthcurated]

— sea of stars ✨

[𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒂 @naturaholic]

per aspera ad astra ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

[© Danny Ocean @paw_space]

“Hands trembling from the anticipation of it all as the world falls away and all that remains are the stars”~Ocean

[Classical Music and Movies @Axaxiaa]

Yundi - Beethoven, Adagio Cantabile (from Sonata Pathétique No. 8, op. 13)

[🦋 Nilgün 🦋 @TNilgunnn]

You're walking in your own time zone; don't look at other people's clocks and think you're late. ❤️ Good evening friends ✨