A journey through the darkness (reblog)

May I have your attention

please lend me your ear

and hear a true story

of a night that lasted years.

Lost in a dark and dreary place

I was trapped in my own prison

I could not admit or accept the fact

this undoing had been my decision.

My eyes now glazed over

and my hearing grown dull

I waited and searched for an uncomparable gift

but my heart the deceiver had lulled.

Trying to find my way back home

on knees I crawled battered and bruised

Oh why has grace removed itself far from me,

my soul is continually refused.

Oh bright and shining, morning star

I ask you to show me the way

please help my eyes to see the light

and turn this darkness to day.

When my words had run out, I ended my pleas

and I lifted up my eyes

a beacon of light was beckoning me

and it lit up a path from the skies.

The ice on my heart began to melt

a new warmth I felt within

healing the wounds that were there for so long

assuring me I was forgiven for my sins.

Just then I heard a voice

speaking straight to me…

“Never again fear the darkness of night,

trust in my way and you will be free.

For it is in the darkness

that the light you seek burns bright,

an aide to help you along the way

to keep you fighting the good fight.”

My spirit renewed, I gave thanks in silent awe

the gift of grace had returned,

It’s roots now deeper than ever before

to preserve in me all that I’d learned.

written by Celeste

Away from the sun (reblog)

A WORD FOR THE BROKEN, THE LONELY, AND THE SUFFERING..

There is hope

there is peace

there is light

there is understanding

there is acceptance

there is belonging

there is fellowship

there is promise

there is healing

there is comfort

there is newness of life

there is forgiveness

there is validation

there is happiness

there is laughter

there is joy

there is freedom

there is wellness

there is stability

there is warmth

there is appreciation

there are miracles

yes, these things are real

these things exist

they are attainable

 they are a gift

they are yours.

You have the key to all these things

you always have

they have been yours from the beginning

Believe it

seek it

know it

use it

share it

It is not meant to be kept to oneself or hidden

it is meant to bring love and unity to all.

It starts with you.

It starts with acceptance

It continues with your choice

It lives in your heart

It grows through your giving it away

without fear of losing it

of it not being returned.

Remember, it was yours from the beginning

BELIEVE.

Its NEVER too late……..

So lets begin and end on this note:

 

Bless everyone…..may the sun rise and set upon your precious face, and may the moonlight bring peace and comfort in your darkest nights……. Celeste <3

Vengence is mine

I wrote the following freestyle poem set to the song ‘marry me’ below. As some of you know, this is my very favorite epic love symphony. I have composed more than one poem from it. I cherish this song deeply as it speaks to me and plays on the strings of my heart.

So without further delay, my dramatic poem, set to sounds of the brilliant composer Hans Zimmer. Enjoy.

What must I do to bring back your smile?

What must I say to prove my love?

I can no longer sit and watch your tears

while my love wastes away.

I pray to the heavens for only God knows

how very tender my heart is turned to you

and only he sees

how I have struggled and fought for you in vain.

I would go anywhere, do anything

to see the shining glow in your eyes

Climb the perilous mountains, swim the treacherous seas….

you know I would give my soul to redeem you

from your present nightmare.

Feel this heart that pounds in my chest for you

receive love’s passion that burns inside and do not let it die

make it your shelter from the storm and heal your wounds

it is forever there to make you whole.

I know not what tomorrow holds

but this one thing I do

I’ll continue to rage war with the savage hoards

I will rescue you, back to me, from the one who stole you.

But the shadows cast across your face

sow fear within my mind

oh what a wretched kind of battle

fighting with what I cannot see.

I cannot lose you to the dark

I would not make it through

my pleas for you to hear my cries

are falling on deaf ears that once were so alive.

Tears fall from the wellspring that has become my eyes

they stain my hot, swollen cheeks

splashing, falling, a stream of grief

down to the barren earth below.

NO! I will not be tempted, cast away into despair

will not my tears be for naught only to be

swallowed up by evil’s sinister laugh.

On the contrary, my love….

each and every one shall be avenged.

And also yours.

If it means I fight until my hairs are all gray

with or without you, until the end…

they will not take you quietly into the night

not without my wrath to accompany their wretched deeds.

But if it must be so, then to the grave I go

with you still by my side, buried with our plundered love…

for I will never leave you alone in your nightmarish plight.

When that day comes may the gates of heaven welcome our weary souls

and usher us into the healing waters of life

to rebirth and restore to us in another world

what was once enjoyed and stolen too soon in this one.

But until then, hell will have to deal with me

and contend with my might, if indeed they aim to claim you.

We will go out in a blaze of glory…..

if it must be so, so be it.

Your face still frozen and heart so ill

I take your loving hands

remembering the way they would touch me

their warmth and desire winding it’s way to my inmost places.

Anger boils beneath the surface

my will and strength ignited anew

hell will not go unpunished

for this curse they have brought upon you.

I will avenge you, my love and redeem you from the pits

before God and man, this to you I truly vow….

I’ll journey far and smite them with a single glance

from my vengeful and ever watchful eyes.

~ Celeste ~

My love hangs on the cross

Alas, my love hangs on the cross

the cross he bore with tears

the memory of which has been ingrained

carried inside me throughout the years.

Hushed silence spread through the crowd like wildfire

as the earth opened to receive it’s own son,

creation cried out against the flesh of man

witnessing the brutality done to the one.

I gaze upon the broken body in shock

that hung limp there from the tree

he had lived his life an example of love

then gave it up for you and me.

Weeping eyes and aching hearts

no nothing can compare

to the loss and pain we felt that day

crucified were we too on the hill there.

Rough hands abuse the body of my lord

nothing none can do but stare

remember the wrath his soul endured

enticements and deceit one must beware.

Surrounded in precious pools of blood

the earth below was stained

I dipped my hands in cooling crimson

marked my heart with the life drained.

The last breath we witnessed, he gave for all

“Father forgive them” we heard

true to his life until the end

bestowing upon us his final word.

The sun blotted out, ushered in the dark

the earth’s foundation shook us to our soul

graves breaking open, the dead were walking

and in great fear the persecutors now his name extol.

Our precious lord laid we in a tomb adorned

mourning the touch of his hand

but on the third day the stone rolled away

and our hearts did finally understand.

That love without sacrifice is love not known

suffering and pain accompany the true

and the act that was done had opened the door

and made love possible, without end for me and you.

~ Celeste ~

Discovering Heaven

At the peak of the mountain stands my soul, joy exuding from every pore…from the top of my lungs a shout of victory and jubilation, and the sound is carried on the winds and scattered throughout the earth and upwards into space, settling peacefully like a soft winter snow, in smooth molecular spheres that shine like ivory pearls. Infused with the strength of a thousand men, I feel as though I could split open the atmosphere and bring the heavens down to the earth.

For today I heard a voice, beheld a marvelous truth….a reflection in the mirror of my soul…and although I now understand how I have always felt it there, I had no words to help me comprehend it or speak of it. I believe some truths are such that they remain hidden until the one who bears it is ready to receive it, able to hold it and carry it respectfully. And now I see for myself a truth for me, and I believe….

My faith has made a momentous leap, grown a proud measure….

Blessed be thy name, lord of glory…..

A day like any other, my reflection in the mirror….but what I see is not what I expect….

But my good father standing there with outstretched arms….. and I know his arms have always been open for me, but this reflection, the image WAS ME…..

The love of the father for me, living in me, rushing through my veins, has now become ME.

It is alive and flowing out of my outstretched arms and out into the world, acknowledging, accepting, giving, believing….willing and unafraid, believing in love eternal, unconditional.

And with a twinkle in his infinite, knowing eyes, he smiled at me……

and that smile spread across my soul, opening it deep and wide, filling each empty space with love, warming my every nerve and fiber, searching out and occupying my every thought…

And the tears that followed were healing waters, washing away the debris of a fractured soul, the jagged remains of the thorny cathedral walls of a dark kingdom’s demise….now all washed away…..

How the revelation has changed my perception….all the good that I have grown to be came from a childlike faith…..my inner child watching and mimicking her heavenly father….the one only seen with the eyes of her heart….

it came by perceiving and accepting his everlasting love for her, loving and believing in her still in all her wrongs and shortcomings, even when everyone else had failed her and left her to feel as though she was not worthy of love……

yet she held on to him still and chose to believe….not even hell itself could convince her to let go, or deceive her away from her birth right! Many times it was all she had, the only reason she had to remain here and continue the journey….he must need her here else why would she be here?

So, in the end, that was good enough for her. So through hellfire, tribulation and pain she endured,…for something she could not see or touch, but only feel with her heart…endured for even just the hope of  what she felt inside.

And for that the father rejoiced and wept with joy…..For an empty place in his own heart was now filled, a sorrow now healed over. He was proud of her and touched by her faith….for she had kept going when she had no earthly reason, no evidence to back up her actions or proof to help support her human frailties….

And so he rewarded her this day, making her a princess and ruler of her own right…..he entrusted her with his belongings and knew she would care for them and lead others into the same light of love…..

What a blessing to see with my own eyes, to know beyond a doubt….that the truth deep down is real, the things hoped for are possible, and dreams do become reality…..and this true to life fairytale is only just beginning….there is a story just like this for everyone…..the gift of a dream waiting to be realized, opened and lived….this is heaven on earth….

We do not need to wait for death to live in heaven. No, the reality of heaven is now, in the present, in this moment….this is how it was always meant to be lived…..it is not just a place, but an eternity, one that we are already in….a perpetual state of reality, the reality of now….heaven is a perspective, a realization, something felt, something discovered…..we do not need to wait for our eyes to see, for they are already open….heaven is where your heart is….heaven is home…..heaven is here, and it is now.

~ Celeste ~

 

• “Peace Mirror” ~Inspirations with Linda Willows (lindawillows.wordpress.com)
• A Reflection of You A Reflection of Me (aninspiredapproach.com)

 

A tribute for mamma….forever in our hearts

^MOM^

Eleven years ago today, our mother was taken from us to be with Jesus and his angels. She was a victim of a violent crime that rocked our souls and shook our faith. But her death is not in vain, for we keep her alive and carry her memories and beautiful spirit in our hearts each and everyday. I only hope she can see how dearly she is missed and how much she is loved by so many. I dedicate this for you, mom, now that you are counted among the angels. Rest in peace, dear woman, until we are all united and together again on the other side. Sleep sweetly mamma.

And ask ye why these sad tears stream?
Why these wan eyes are dim with weeping?
I had a dream–a lovely dream,
Of her that in the grave is sleeping.

I saw her as ’twas yesterday,
The bloom upon her cheek still glowing;
And round her play’d a golden ray,
And on her brows were gay flowers blowing.

With angel-hand she swept a lyre,
A garland red with roses bound it;
Its strings were wreath’d with lambent fire
And amaranth was woven round it.

I saw her mid the realms of light,
In everlasting radiance gleaming;
Co-equal with the seraphs bright,
Mid thousand thousand angels beaming.

I strove to reach her, when, behold,
Those fairy forms of bliss Elysian,
And all that rich scene wrapt in gold,
Faded in air–a lovely vision!

And I awoke, but oh! to me
That waking hour was doubly weary;
And yet I could not envy thee,
Although so blest, and I so dreary.
~Alfred Lord Tennyson~

Weep not for me though I am gone into that gentle night. Grieve if you will, but not for long upon my soul’s sweet flight. I am at peace, my soul’s at rest There is no need for tears. For with your love I was so blessed. For all those many years. There is no pain, I suffer not, The fear now all is gone. Put now these things out of your thoughts, In your memory I live on. Remember not my fight for breath Remember not the strife. Please do not dwell upon my death, But celebrate my life. ~ author unknown

Though sometimes it hurts so much it is hard to breathe, we carry on without you on this earth….but our joy and peace is in knowing you are safe and at rest, and that one day we will be together once more….and this time forever. As I remember you today, I am thankful for all the memories and the laughs, the hard times and the tears….each and every second spent with you touched my life for the better, all of our lives…..so grateful that God chose you for our mother. We could not have asked for or expected a more wonderful and warm loving soul to behold and follow. Your love was so pure that it still reaches us through the veils of time and space, embracing us and encouraging us on, accepting us in your unconditional love. Thank you mom, for being the phenomenal woman you were, and no doubt still are. And thank you God for letting us have her as a mother to enjoy for the time we had her. I was angry with you for some time for taking her so soon, for in my selfishness I would keep her here with us to the end. But I know you love her too, and it was time to bring her home…..and the anger I felt is replaced with love and gratitude for the privilege of having these memories of her, and her blood that flows through my veins. So I end this tribute in silent reverie and loving contemplation, and will light a candle in honor of her life today.

We love you so much forever mom……..

Heaven

This is such a beautiful, inspirational, upbeat and uplifting song. I get goosebumps every time I hear it. I cannot say enough good things about it, so listen for yourself and be blessed…..

 

Why God? (Some food for thought)

I stumbled across this today, and I was so touched I had to pass along the blessing to my readers and friends. Love to everyone……………

Food for thought:

Me: God can I ask you a question?
God: Sure…
Me: Promise you won’t get mad!
God: I promise
Me: Why did you let so much stuff happen to me today? … … … …
God: What do you mean?
Me: Well, I woke up late,
God: Yes,
Me: My car took forever to start,
God: Okay,
Me: At lunch they made my sandwich wrong & I had to wait,
God: Hmmmm…
Me: On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call…..
God: All right,
Me: And on top of it all off, when I got home I just wanted to soak my feet in my new foot massager & relax. BUT it wouldn’t work!!! Nothing went right today! Why did you do that?
God: Let me see, the Death Angel was at your bed this morning & I had to send one of the other angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that,
Me (humbled): OH
God: I didn’t let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that would have hit you if you were on the road,
Me (ashamed)………
God: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick & I didn’t want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn’t afford to miss work,
Me (embarrassed): Ok,
God: Your phone went dead because the person that was calling was going to give false witness about what you said on that call, I didn’t even let you talk to them so you would be covered.
Me (softly): I see God,
God: Oh yea and that foot massager, it had a shortage that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight. I didn’t think you wanted to be in the dark.
Me: I’m sorry God
God: Don’t be sorry, just learn to trust me…..in all things, the good & the bad.
Me: I will trust you
God: And don’t doubt that my plan for your day is always better than your plan.
Me: I won’t God. And let me just tell you God, thank you for everything today.
God: You’re welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I love looking after my children……

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord.”- Isaiah 55:8

Every one have a beautiful evening…… =D

Did you know you helped to change the world today? Thank you….

Personal transformation can and does have global effects. As we go, so goes the world, for the world is us. The revolution that will save the world is ultimately a personal one.
Marianne Williamson

I cannot express the brevity that this statement resounds through my soul, or how excited I get when my spirit believes and bears witness to such a simple yet profound truth. What you do really does matter. It is like a ripple effect. It effects you personally, it effects those close to you in your circle of family and friends, and that extends out to their extended families and friends, and it keeps going and traveling around the world.  For those of you who have a hard time believing this, I challenge you to test the waters, and increase your faith and broaden your vision enough to be open to all the small signs and wonders around you…..to every good piece of news and information you receive through close acquaintences, your place of work, the radio, local newspaper, and TV, like the news. I know the news is full of bad news, but there are morsels of good things in between, if you pay attention. There are even websites and magazines and television shows filled with good stories and testimonies. These things have a direct correlation to what we have sown, what we have dared to believe possible. We can use these good news stories as evidence and feedback, that the good you are personally doing does matter.

Now, some of you may think I am a little ‘out there’ with this belief, and far reaching at best, but I know, I am convinced, that each one of our thoughts, words and actions create our reality…..so everything that I see and hear is processed through this personal belief….all good deeds and acts of love begin somewhere, inspired by someone, and was given a life of its own, beginning with a single thought and choice to act on that thought. Who is to say that a good deed you did for someone, an act of kindness, an encouraging word, a hug even, didn’t get passed along through others, and grew in love, and began to create an atmosphere of love and inspiration in which people began to act on your positivity? An example would be…..a young boy deciding to raise money for other sick children…..a wealthy man who donated thousands to a good cause….a group of people who got together to open a food bank for the hungry….a young mother who received the seed of kindness, broke the abuse cycle, and passed it on to her growing child, who did, or will, grow up to be a motivational speaker, or the next president….. the list goes on. Who’s to say your initial act of kindness didn’t create the spark and settled like a flame in someone who received it down the line? It is very possible, and in fact this is how it happens. Of course we could never see it in action and know for sure its exact origins,  but are not all things entwined somehow, and work together on a larger scale? It is feasible to say that you certainly had a hand in contributing to the betterment of humanity….all of us working together planting the seeds whenever we can, wherever we go. 

To some, this message is insanity….to others, great vision or great faith. To me, it is simply the way things work as I go along trying my best to do my small part in the scheme of things….but I am not naive enough to think that these things do not matter, or that they go unnoticed, or lost somewhere in the universe….no….on the contrary, we all matter and have a hand in our own fates, and impact the lives of many through a single act of kindness. I believe….and now I dare you to believe too. It wont be long before your heart warms with satisfaction at all the small beautiful wonders and acts of love throughout the world, knowing you did your part, giving yourself a little credit for these things, and being able to participate in the jubilant celebration of life. To me, this makes it all worthwhile, and carries me through times of darkness, pushing me into ever greater heights of faith and love.

May your day be blessed, as you give a blessing to another.

~ Celeste ~

Your fire, my heart’s desire

Speak the words that ignite the flame

and without flinching, nor a sideways glance

though my heart does tremble, for you I wait

as your fire prompts my feet to dance.

In painful consummation my voice may wail

and down my cheeks tears leave their trail

yet I will trust in you forever without fail

your fire strengthening my heart so frail.

Though mortal fear seizes my hopes and dreams

and I cannot see what is after the end

the light of your fire is a lamp for my feet

the consort of pain my teacher and friend.

Oh search me, know me, and cleanse me with truth

fanning passion for your purging fire

all my pearls and flaws too, I lay open for you

I will stand still in the judgement and not expire.

For your strength I desire, and your heart I require

all that makes me your own

keep me alight with your flame of life

so much glory to me have you shown.

May I be counted worthy and true

a jewel set in your crown

through trial and turmoil, wickedness and strife

may all my words be a pleasing sound.

My earthen vessel I’ve emptied, now offered up to you

fill it to overflowing, and send me out into the night

a quest for my King, a message to man

my battle armor ready, I stand willing to fight.

I close my eyes and breathe you in

your face is all I can see

I invite you inside, my lord and king

rest your fire upon me, make known your decree.

Though shadows fall, and terror descends

I stand here before you, I will not flee

steadied by your words, I will trust in your love

as I watch and wait for your glory.

~ Celeste ~

Birthday reflections and blessings….

Today I turn 34, and as I sit reflecting back on my life, the good and the not so good, I am finding something positive in everything. It is never too late to mentally review and recall past memories, especially painful ones, and find something good that came from it. We can help ourselves along in the healing process in this way, going back in time to touch a younger version of ourselves with the present knowledge we have gained, embracing ourselves as a child, accepting, relearning, and practicing self forgiveness….I know these things work because I have done them.

So I wanted to share some positive words of encouragement with you today, and pass along my own birthday blessings and wishes to you. I could not think of a better way to celebrate and share the love!

So, here they are, a few of my favorite quotes, poems and photos for you to enjoy. Everyone have a great day and be blessed and prosper in all you do.

Namaste.

To realize

 The value of a sister/brother

 Ask someone

 Who doesn’t have one.

 To realize

 The value of four years:

 Ask a graduate.

 To realize

 The value of nine months:

 Ask a mother who gave birth to a stillborn.

 To realize

 The value of one month:

 Ask a mother

 Who has given birth to a premature baby..

 To realize

 The value of one week:

 Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.

 To realize

 The value of one minute:

 Ask a person

 Who has missed the train, bus or plane.

 To realize

 The value of one-second:

 Ask a person

 Who has survived an accident.

 Time waits for no one.

 Treasure every moment you have.

 You will treasure it even more when

 You can share it with someone special.

 To realize the value of a friend or family member:

 LOSE ONE.

 Remember….

 Hold on tight to the ones you love!

 Our world is special because YOU are in it-

We all hit a time when we’ve lost hope and need someone to put their arms around us and say, “I’ve got you right now. I won’t let you face this alone.

Bear Hug!

  Whatever our hands touch -
We leave fingerprints!
On walls, on furniture
On doorknobs, dishes, books.
There’s no escape.
As we touch we leave our identity.

Wherever I go today
Help me leave heartprints!
Heartprints of compassion
Of understanding and love.

Heartprints of kindness
And genuine concern.
May my heart touch a lonely neighbor
Or a runaway daughter
Or an anxious mother
Or perhaps an aged grandfather.

Send me out today
To leave heartprints.
And if someone should say,
“I felt your touch,”
May they also sense the love
that is deep within my heart.

~ author unknown ~

IN REMEMBRANCE

Serene and beautiful and very wise,

Most erudite in curious Grecian lore,

You lay and read your learned books, and bore

A weight of unshed tears and silent sighs.

The song within your heart could never rise

Until love bade it spread its wings and soar.

Nor could you look on Beauty’s face before

A poet’s burning mouth had touched your eyes. 

Love is made out of ecstasy and wonder;

Love is a poignant and accustomed pain.

It is a burst of Heaven-shaking thunder;

It is a linnet’s fluting after rain.

Love’s voice is through your song; above and under

And in each note to echo and remain. 

II 

Because Mankind is glad and brave and young,

Full of gay flames that white and scarlet glow,

All joys and passions that Mankind may know

By you were nobly felt and nobly sung.

Because Mankind’s heart every day is wrung

By Fate’s wild hands that twist and tear it so,

Therefore you echoed Man’s undying woe,

A harp Aeolian on Life’s branches hung. 

So did the ghosts of toiling children hover

About the piteous portals of your mind;

Your eyes, that looked on glory, could discover

The angry scar to which the world was blind:

And it was grief that made Mankind your lover,

And it was grief that made you love Mankind. 

III 

Before Christ left the Citadel of Light,

To tread the dreadful way of human birth,

His shadow sometimes fell upon the earth

And those who saw it wept with joy and fright.

“Thou art Apollo, than the sun more bright!”

They cried. “Our music is of little worth,

But thrill our blood with thy creative mirth

Thou god of song, thou lord of lyric might!”.

 

O singing pilgrim! who could love and follow

Your lover Christ, through even love’s despair,

You knew within the cypress-darkened hollow

The feet that on the mountain are so fair.

For it was Christ that was your own Apollo,

And thorns were in the laurel on your hair. 

JOYCE KILMER

 

REMEMBER TO SMILE, AND HAVE A BEAUTIFUL DAY!

The light of your love

Oh, what dreams are woven

on the hem of your garment

what stories are told in

the vast expanse of sky.

What love is whispered

from the breath of thine lips,

drenched in red from the

fruit of the vine in your glass…

sweet, dewy drops shine upon them

and add to the honey that flows

from the words of your mouth.

What volumes are felt through

the smiling of your eyes

as their light pours into mine

giving me hope and affirmation.

Oh what music is heard, that has

never been heard, at the sound

of your laughter,

playing joyously and triumphantly

throughout the heavens.

What worlds collide together

as I feel the warmth

of your arms embrace

encompassing my entire being.

What words are forgotten

as your presence transforms me

from dark to radiant, from hidden

to revealed…

unraveling the mystery of creation

from the very beginning of time.

What hopes do not compare

nor beauty confound…

In you I am made whole

and made one with all things ,

 a unique work of art

crafted by your gifted hands.

Oh what dreams are far exceeded…

for all roads lead to you.

In you it begins and ends,

the final resting place and long awaited prize,

our eternal habitation,

where all things belong, and are fulfilled,

sustained by the light of your love.

~ Celeste ~

Haiku

In arid and dreamy spaces I wait,

longingly, quietly, for your white horse

to find me and bring me home.

Embrace one another

We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.  ~Luciano de Crescenzo

Smile through the tears

When you know for sure you’ve had enough

and your heart has had all it can stand

In your pain remember to smile through the tears

embrace your own heart as a friend.

When the sting of pain and agony

squeezes your heart, takes your breath away

Hold on tightly with all your might

Do not to hopelessness yourself betray.

When the wounding of grief is all you can see

and your mind is filled with endless screams

take this to heart and know for sure

it cannot forever defile your dreams.

In the midst of a thousand sorrows

as you walk through shadows so black

the power of deliverance is in your hands

as you continue to smile and never look back.

The pain must remain with you

but lessens each passing season

just remember to keep smiling

each day find just one small reason.

Healing will certainly come 

giving peacefulness through the years

and the light will surely lead you

as you smile through all the tears.

~ Celeste ~