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Nara: Ancient Traditions and Sacred Deer
🦌✨ Discover the enchantment of Nara: Ancient Traditions and Sacred Deer! 🏯🌸 Immerse yourself in Japan's rich cultural heritage and witness the awe-inspiring Tōdai-ji Temple with its iconic Great Buddha. Interact with the gentle sacred deer of Nara Park, considered messengers of the gods 🌳💫. Explore serene temples like Kasuga Taisha Shrine and Hōryū-ji, one of the world's oldest wooden structures.
🍣🍡 Don't miss Nara's delectable cuisine, try kakinoha-zushi or warm kudzu mochi! 🍵🍂 Wander through Naramachi's traditional streets, or step back in time at Yoshikien Garden. 🏰🌳 Experience the magic and harmony between humans and nature in this captivating city.
What to do in Nara? / Top 10 Sightseeing Spots in Nara
For the ultimate Nara adventure, follow our Top 10 Sightseeing spots! 🏞️🦌 From the Soni Highlands to the majestic cherry blossoms of Mt. Yoshino, these spots will leave you in awe! 🌸🌟
Plan your unforgettable Nara trip with our 1-3 day itinerary, and let the ancient traditions and natural wonders embrace your heart! 🗺️❤️
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#hazbin hotel edit#Harbin hotel family fanart#hazbin hotel sacreddance#hazbin placesevent#📸#❌️❌️❌️❌️#😡😡
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The night was velvet-black, and the stars sparkled like a thousand diamond chips in the sky above. Ezra stepped out of his cabin and immediately inhaled deeply, taking in the thick scent of pine needles and forest soil that filled the air around him. His worries faded away as he walked towards the outdoor shower, eager to feel its warm embrace.
Water washed over Ezra's body with the same gentle fervency as a lover, tracing delicate rivers and rivulets down his neck and chest. Ethereal wisps of steam curl around his body, eddying between his rippling muscles and carrying the scent of wildflowers on its wings. The droplets hang suspended in the air and glisten like diamonds in the moonlight. Ezra's eyes closed as the water cascaded over his skin, lulling him into a blissful state of relaxation.
Like a gentle caress, the cool night air kissed Ezra's skin. It's chill a balm on the heat of his body. His eyes opened, and his heart raced as he felt something else – someone else's presence. He slowly turned to look, and saw Thatcher standing nearby. A knot of emotion tightened in Ezra's throat as he observed the other man watching him. There was something fierce and powerful in his gaze, something that spoke of strength and resilience. Ezra felt a thrill of desire course through his veins as their eyes met, and he could not deny the past they shared.
Ezra's soul shuddered as Thatcher's gaze wandered over his body. His eyes felt like daggers, harsh and unforgiving, and yet Ezra's skin still hummed from the intensity of the moment. He could still feel a thousand tiny needles pricking his heart every time the vampire glanced in his direction, as if he was being tested - challenged to stand his ground. And yet, despite this profound tension, Ezra felt an overwhelming sense of vulnerability within himself.
The corners of his lips tugged up ever so slightly as he watched the other man, and he could feel his cheeks blush a deep red. His gaze dropped to the ground for a moment before flickering back up, locking eyes with Thatcher once again. In that moment, he felt an undeniable urge to move closer and get lost in the tenderness of their embrace – a gesture that seemed to say everything without it having to be said.
Finally, Ezra spoke in a voice barely audible above the sound of the water. "You know," he said, voice low and velvet-smooth. "It's rude to stare. I should ask what I can do for you, but do you mind if I finish my shower?"
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With the shower finished, and the clean scent on Ethan’s body, Peter reached to turn the water off taking a soft and slow look at the other. Marks of his own lips were left on his neck despite the intent to remain prude unable to keep himself away from him. The pressure of hard dick against his abdomen signifying that he had gotten to turn him on enough and he couldn’t help the self judgement at his own lack of awareness before hand. Chuckling briefly, mostly to himself, the photographer leaned in to lay his lips on his and with little effort guided him against his waist to carry him out of the cabin and the bathroom soon after. Wet, and not caring, he walked into the livingroom sitting him on the short end of the counter isle and leaned in to continue the kiss before arms rested by the sides of his head, a pair of secondary arms came out of his body, one hand brushing his head from the top while the other sought that cock for a stroke that followed another. “I will admit I am oblivious to your body when I have your face in front.”
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Immerse yourself in the vibrant culture of Bhutan by experiencing its colorful festivals, with the Thimphu Festival being a must-attend event. As every place has its unique customs and traditions, Bhutan is no exception, and there's no better way to learn about them than by participating in their festivals.
The Thimphu Festival, also known as Thimphu Tsechu, is the most popular celebrated in the land of the thunder dragon. The festival is a colorful display of Bhutanese art, dance, music, and spirituality, offering a glimpse into the religious beliefs of the local people.
Witness the beauty of Bhutan's traditional attire, with men wearing Gho, a knee-length robe, and women wearing Kira, a colorful ankle-length dress. Be swept away by the enchanting sound of cymbals, drums, and horns played by the monks, accompanied by dancers who perform ancient choreography.
But the festival is more than just a spectacle of dance and music; it's an opportunity to connect with the people of Bhutan and their way of life. You can join the locals in making offerings at the monastery, or indulge in the delicious Bhutanese cuisine, including Ema Datshi, a spicy cheese stew, and Momos, a type of dumpling.
Take part and experience the Thimphu Festival, an unforgettable celebration of Bhutan's culture, and be a part of this unique and magical land of the thunder dragon. Be inspired by the Bhutanese way of life, and let the festival's vibrancy and joy leave an imprint on your heart forever.
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closed starter | Kai & Thatcher | @sacredd
Kai smelled the blood first. It was a sweet scent that took him directly to a vampire feeding upon a human. From the end of the alleyway, he just watched them. “Mind if I join you?” His eyes began to change to a darker color. The veins underneath his eyes turned black. Kai’s fangs grew as he began to walk closer to the other vampire. Still, he didn’t close the distance between them completely. He wanted to see what kind of vampire he’d found. Were they going to spare this human or allow Kai to finish them off? The choice would be theirs.
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Our bodies are a portal to the ancestors.
As we quiet ourselves, breathe, and listen.
As we allow our bodies to do the talking, we let spirit take the wheel.
Dance is one of the oldest forms of magic, devotion, and healing.
Dance is and always has been a very important practice in my culture.
The #Tarantella is a dance that was done in a trance state to heal the women bit by the spider.
I have always been a dancer. I started ballet when I was 3 years old, got bored after 2 years, and decided I wanted to be one of the "cool" dancers. Then I began jazz and tap which lasted a few years, but even then I thought it was too "strict," so I told my mom I wanted to do modern dance, then hip hop, and I loved them! I felt like I found my calling until after a while. I still felt like I was missing something! This led me to belly dancing, which I did one on one or instructional for a little while. Belly dancing opened the door for me to discover all types of sensual dance, as well as folk dance. After years of separating my dance from my magic, I have finally realized that this has been the guiding path of my mother guides and my ancestors. They have guided me down the path of ancestral healing and memory, so I may get to the spot in my practice where I can reemerge with their teachings of plant magic and trance dance.
In Southern Italy, dance cults, trance, and the use of plants by priests and priestess of Cybele, Ekate, Diana, Demeter, Rhea, Juno, Dianus, Gaea, Apollo, and more all had cults that would partake in these things.
No matter how far back a certain ancestral practice is, it still lives within us. It is still in our veins and a part of who we are. The practices we are speaking of were also practices of the land. Which means it lived in the soil and plants, and that knowledge was passed down to us through the earth our recent ancestors lived and ate on.
Let your ancestors speak through you sometime. Close your eyes, and let your body move however it wants. You may discover a practice that has lived in your bones this whole time.
#ancestralwisdom #bodymagic #sacreddance
#ecstaticdance #ancestralhealing #ancestralmagic #trance #janare #janara #streghe
#folklore#italian folk magic#italian folk medicine#ancestors#ancestral healing#irish witch#irish witchcraft#witchcraft#folk magic#streghe#trance dance#trance#tarantismo#folk dance#folk music#ecstatic dance#spiritualgrowth#spiritual awakening#spirit dance#dance
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I keep getting distracted from writing what I think is the wrap up for this chapter of OWaP thinking about things for a) the next chapter and b) after they're done in the Temple of Sacredd Ashes bc there's a couple things I have been literally waiting at least five years to do that are coming up Soon™ and I am so very excited. >:3
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HELPP DONT BE SACREDD ITS JUST A 5 YEAR OLD WHATS THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN
But he’s sick from both ends. It could be a CRIME SCENE
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tags are finally done & queued ( just to avoid mass spam on the dash ). now to find a new muse page & carrd template which i can do while watching btvs with the bestie @sacredd.
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japon “mag inconnu” 2004
#colin farrell#jared leto#jonathan rhys meyers#percival graves#sacreddeer#fbawtft#fantastic beasts and where to find them#the beguiled#alexander
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Deer inspired design, started around winter solstice 2017, finished first day of 2018 #wendigo #deerskull #sacreddeer #deerdemon #wintersolstice #artwork #graphicdesign #sigilart #sigillamagica #deershaman
#deerdemon#artwork#graphicdesign#sacreddeer#wintersolstice#wendigo#sigillamagica#deershaman#sigilart#deerskull
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El ciervo sagrado #art #artist #sacreddeer #painting #deer https://www.instagram.com/p/CE8qgsmll20Mdr9XLmT-XckmziZxjH5tfzESno0/?igshid=ahqr8g8yyg9j
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Good times with our mate Colin Farrell!
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'Remembering the Fall of Scythia' - acrylic, casein & oil on wood 16x20" ... collaboration with @joebobmerrittart 💫 This lil beauty is about to be shipped off to Paris for a show 'Sacred Deer' curated by @liba_ws 🙌💫🦌 #visionaryart #sacreddeer #painting #mischtechnik (at Gunnison, Colorado)
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closed starter | harrison & luke | @sacredd
Once inside the private backroom, Harrison already had his wallet out. Many bills were slipped into Luke’s underwear as the younger man danced for him. As the night continued he got more handsy with the stripper. Harrison was clearly interested in taking things further. Inside of his pants showed just how aroused he’d become by Luke. “How much is it to bring you home?” Harrison asked while pulling down Luke against his crotch. He was filled by liquor and need. Luke was the person that could help Harrison find some release.
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