the wild wreckage…

i take it all in so deeply. and maybe i feel it a little too raw. and a little too tender

i take it all in so deeply.
and maybe i feel it a little too raw.
and a little too tender.
and when i need to let it go,
maybe my heart strangleholds it
a little too tight.
and for a little too long.
but the way i feel it when i feel it…
i touch. and i taste. and i feel. fire.
and i shift in my existence,
and the stardust burns into my skin.
so i try to be gentle with it…
with all that wild wreckage that i
barely recover from.
because there’s magic in it.
and evolution in me from it.
and because i love like an awakening
and i know what it’s like to trace a soul
in my fingertips.

– butterflies rising

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the woman we each want to be…

the way another woman unfolds into her own space... is her way. - butterflies rising

the way another woman
unfolds into her own space… is her way.
and the way you unfold into your
own space… is yours.

there is nothing about holding another
woman back or tearing another woman down
that will ever set you free.

our journeys are unique and intimate…
and our freedom comes from turning inward
and putting our energy into the woman
we each want to be.

– butterflies rising

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when you let it all spill out of you….

it’s stunning when you let why you’re here spill out of you - butterflies rising

if you are someone like me,
who has struggled to find and use
your voice in this life, be gentle with
yourself as you find it. but also know…
what you think. and feel. and believe.
and have to say,
however you find your own way to say it…
it matters.

and it’s beautiful when you let your
heart spill out of you.

– butterflies rising

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