little seeds…
today i will
be good to me,
and tomorrow maybe
a little bit better,
until being good to me
is a little easier,
and maybe even someday
not so hard at all.
– butterflies rising
Read More →little seeds: version 2…
overapologies…
i know that i will never, ever be able to love myself if i keep apologizing for how other people have decided to feel about me.
– butterflies rising
Read More →there are things i am learning not to apologize for…
there are things
i am learning not to apologize for…
– the way i express myself
– the way i am discovering myself
and growing into myself
– the way i take up my own space…
the space that is meant for me
– the things someone else may not like about me
but that i like about me
…because none of these things are anything wrong
with me. they are things that are right in me. and those
are things i should never have to be sorry for.
– butterflies rising
Read More →your heart tells you big things in little ways: short version…
your heart tells you big things in little ways… little whispers and nudges. different rhythms. little truths…
your heart tells you big things in little ways…
little whispers and nudges. different rhythms. little truths.
the gentle ones… like ease. and safe. and ‘it’s going to be ok’.
and ‘you are worthy’… maybe you don’t believe those yet, but they are for you.
let them come to you again and again until you can let them in because
they are for you. they are for you. they are for you… let life hold you.
and the less gentle ones, the uncomfortable ones… the ‘this is not for you’
and the ‘you can’t stay still here’… you can try to ignore them, or rearrange them,
but they’re going to linger until you listen. and what they ask of you may
tangle you up and turn you inside out, but they are trying to set you free.
so take them in, and listen.
and what you don’t… what you won’t listen to… those aren’t going to stay little.
they will become yearning. and ache. and the more you fight them, they are going
to pull at you and pull at you and pull at you until they eventually break you open…
and maybe even break you apart. but they are going to awaken you. and cleanse you.
and shift you. and grow you and grow you and grow you until they can turn you
into something so beautiful that you never before even knew you could become…
so let it all crash right into you.
you are made of heartbeats. and pulse. and instincts. and they are your compass.
and your truth. and your freedom. they are your way out… and your way home.
so let them guide you and awaken you and grow you and crash right into you if
they have to… whatever it takes for you to listen.
– butterflies rising
Read More →your heart isn’t made to settle… you must choose the greatest love,…
your heart
isn’t made to settle…
you must choose the greatest love,
and you have to chase the
greatest life
– butterflies rising
Read More →my soft heart…
how soft
my heart is…
it just isn’t made for how
flawed humans love
– butterflies rising
Read More →you will hurt her and rage against her and completely push her away…
you will
hurt her, and rage
against her, and completely push
her away, and once she’s gone…
you’re going to find that this war was
inside of you all along
– the mirror
– butterflies rising
Read More →my way of asking for your forevers…
i can’t say them.
i can’t say those three words.
i can’t say it in three words…
i can’t speak these things small.
i don’t feel these things ordinary.
and i can’t look at you and feel. these. things.
and fit them into predetermined patterns
and pre-ordered packages,
or practice how to speak them
in a rented ballroom,
or repeat them as a morning habit…
these are star things, and soul things,
and all of my everything, things…
so when you say…
do you, will you?
i do, and i will…
but out here where it’s wild,
and up here where it’s infinite,
and in me where i feel you,
where i’ve always. felt. you…
even before this. and where i’ll feel you
after this, and beyond this…
so what i can’t say means nothing.
and it means everything.
and what i mean when i say to you…
burn out the stars with me
…that’s my way of asking for your forevers.
– butterflies rising
Read More →my way of asking for your forevers: the remix…
those three words…
i can’t say those three. little. words.
because…
i can’t say it in three words.
i can’t speak these things small because
i don’t feel these things ordinary.
i can’t look at you and
feel. all. these. things.
and try to fit them into predetermined
patterns or say them to you like
some sort of easy habit;
these things that i feel are star things
and soul things
and all of my everything, things.
so when you ask…
“do you?”
i do, and i will…
but out here where it’s wild
and up here where it’s infinite
and in me where i feel you,
where i’ve always. felt. you…
even before this.
and where i’ll feel you after this,
and beyond this…
so what i can’t say means nothing.
and it means everything.
and what i mean when i say to you…
burn out the stars with me
…that’s my way of asking for your forevers.
– butterflies rising
Read More →beautiful stardust: when you love wildly, your heart can break so. intensely…
beautiful stardust…
when you love wildly,
your heart can break so. intensely.
and passionate pain is brutal pain…
but it’s powerful pain too.
it stirs us in our soul places. and even when it
feels like it burns right through us and tears us apart,
it can be a catalyst if we let it.
we can pour it into things like music and art
and poetry… or turn it into growth and change
and inspiration and all these other beautiful things
that we can become and can spill
out into the world.
when you love intensely,
your heart can break so. intensely.so keep loving deep…
and keep your heart wilder than wild…
and breathe it all out as beautiful stardust.
– butterflies rising
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