be gentle with
the way you’re learning to
hold your own heart
– butterflies rising
Read More →like a destiny…
when someone
is meant for you
faithful will be effortless,
like a destiny,
like a way of being
that only you make sense in,
like a journey you hold endless
stories for
wait for this.
– butterflies rising
Read More →honey butter…
…the way a southern girl says her vowels, like the words are dipped in honey butter.
– butterflies rising
Read More →she loves like an awakening…
the wild wreckage…
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
Read More →the woman we each want to be…
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
Read More →chosen by you…
no matter what… i hope you know…
that you matter.
for yourself. by yourself.
and belonging to yourself.
and with the paths you do… or don’t…
take in your life,
i hope that they are chosen by you.
and that you can hear and follow the voice
in your own soul, and no matter any noise…
be able to find your own way.
– butterflies rising
Read More →when you let it all spill out of you….
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
Read More →in a wilderness, with an unheld hand, you will learn to love yourself just as madly…
in a wilderness,
with an unheld hand,
you will learn
to love yourself just as madly,
with the fierceness,
the recklessness,
that you have loved them
– butterflies rising
Read More →how you move, how you love… you are such light. such brilliant light…
the way you are…
how much you feel,
how you move, how you love…
you are such light. such brilliant light.
you are meant to be with someone
who is shifted by you,
whose soul is here to be shaken by you,
don’t waste one more tender breath
that you have in your chest on
someone who was only ever there
to break your heart.
– butterflies rising
Read More →belonging to yourself…
i hope you know…
you matter now.
chosen by no one.
belonging to yourself.
– butterflies rising
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