healing
you won’t find
this version of me that
i’m growing into begging for
or clinging to anything…
because nothing that is for me
will need to be gripped or clawed at…
just inhaled and taken in as it falls
all around me like golden
morning light
– butterflies rising
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Journey Companions…
please let the ones on my journey be here to run wild with me… never try to keep each other small or hold each other back. and let them want me to breathe and grow and bloom and bloom and bloom… and please let me want to give them all of the same breathing room and growing space, too. and let them be here to be beautiful and good to my heart and soul… but if they are not, help me to learn the lessons they are here to teach me… and help my heart to let them go. and please, let the ones on my journey be here for the soul sparks… for us to see them in each other and to remind each other of them when we can’t see them in ourselves… may we light each other’s way and guide each other home.
– butterflies rising
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Journey Companions…
please let the ones on my journey be here for the soul sparks… for us to see them in each other… and to remind each other of them when we can’t see them in ourselves. may we light each other’s way and guide each other home.
– butterflies rising
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Journey Companions…
please let the ones on my journey want me to breathe and grow and bloom and bloom and bloom… and please let me want to give them all of the same breathing room and growing space, too.
– butterflies rising
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Journey Companions…
please let the ones on my journey be here to run wild with me… never try to keep each other small or hold each other back.
– butterflies rising
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Journey Companions…
please let the ones on my journey be here to be beautiful and good to my heart and soul… but if they are not, help me to learn the lessons they are here to teach me… and please help my heart to let them go.
– butterflies rising
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i once loved
someone who kept saying…
“be smaller. now smaller, still.“
but as small as i made myself,
it was never, ever small enough.
because my light was never the problem…
their own darkness was.
so the next time i love,
i want to love someone who says…
“brighter. now brighter, still…
you could never, ever shine too much.”
– butterflies rising
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heartbreak seasons
become growing seasons.
the ache that you feel here is
going to get you to fight for yourself…
and stir you to want to find yourself.
from the ache is where you’ll
start to grow wings.
– butterflies rising
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the way a sure but quiet & genuine confidence is so wildly attractive… when someone owns their energy, and you can feel how their vibe is just effortlessly radiating the texture of their soul… that kind of authenticity has some kind of pull.
– butterflies rising
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am i safe here, am i seen here, can i breathe here,
do i bloom here, can i grow here, can i glow here,
do i feel free here, does my pulse stir and my heart
beat here, can i trust this, is there truth here,
is it beautiful here… do i feel beautiful here,
and not just do i feel loved here…
but do i get to love me here.
out of all the questions i have with someone…
i think the ones that ask, “what does it feel like here?”
are my most important ones.
– butterflies rising
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the sensitive
and passionate souls
are the flowers here.
in this harsh world,
the way you feel and pour it all out,
leaving bright and vulnerable
beauty all around,
the artists and lovers,
intense feelers and wild dreamers,
with your soft and aching hearts…
i know it gets heavy and can feel
hard to be how you are,
but you are the flowers here…
so please… be just how you are.
– butterflies rising
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