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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