self-love
not trusting myself has been the worst of my trust issues… this quiet violence i’ve committed against myself for too long. but learning to trust what my heart has to say now is how i’ll find my way.
– butterflies rising
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may we hold on to the promises our souls make…
i want to remember the
promises my soul made before i came here…
that i am here to learn the lessons but not get so lost in
them that i can’t heal and grow from them. and to take in the
texture of earth and the taste of skin… but hold the memory
that i am so much more than the heavy weight of being human.
that i will trust my journey, even in the darkest corners when
nothing feels like a way out… because my soul knows that
there is always a way out.
and while i’ll know that i am here to learn to love them
and fall in love with them… let me never, ever forget that i am
here to learn to love me and fall in love with me, too.
– butterflies rising
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you breathe different air
with people in your life who give
you space for the versions of yourself
you’ve yet to become… you live a whole
different kind of life with people who
let you dream and grow.
– butterflies rising
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the kind of friends who
not only won’t talk you out of your dreams…
but when you’re restless in the night from
the things you ache for, they’ll drive you
somewhere to go look at the
stars and make a wish
– butterflies rising
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some of us have just never known ease.
we’ve known so much fear energy,
and we’ve spent our lives with this feeling…
like we’re always on the verge of being in trouble
for something. it’s intangible, but it’s always there…
and the dream is to close our eyes someday
and to just feel safe, to feel held by
a universe that loves us.
– butterflies rising
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let your heart learn to be uninterested in
anyone who is not for you… you’re not meant
to have to convince anyone of your magic;
there’s someone out there who came here
searching just for it
– butterflies rising
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summer wild…
a restless summer child, sunrise-sweet and
sunset-wild, kissed by light glimmer and running
free in the wild air, under the magic of fireflies and in
the glow of bonfire flare, feeling alive and chasing
new horizons is why we’re here, so when the
sunset unfolds into the night of our lives…
promise you’ll meet me there.
– butterflies rising
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a love language…
love me for the way i’m a wildflower,
and then come closer and love me like wildfire.
– butterflies rising
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there are girls and women in your world with
their guards up, and they want to be so soft…
but i promise you, they’ve been given
so many reasons not to be.
and there are girls and women in your world
who are so soft… but there’s a good chance
it’s in spite of so many reasons they’ve
been given not to be.
– butterflies rising
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what if there are compasses everywhere… in your heart, in the stars, in the depth of your marrow. your dreams are always calling, pulling you closer, and you’re never not on your way there.
– butterflies rising
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babygirl,
there are flowers in your heart walls,
and i promise you, they’ve been there all along,
no matter how hard it’s gotten. so fight for your
tenderness… don’t let anything you’ve been
through make you feel like it can
ever be taken from you.
– butterflies rising
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