summer wild… a restless summer child, sunrise-sweet and sunset-wild…

summer wild... a restless summer child, sunrise-sweet and sunset-wild

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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what if there are compasses everywhere… in your heart, in the stars…

what if there are compasses everywhere... in your heart, in the stars, in the depth of your marrow. your dreams are always calling

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….

babygirl, there are flowers in your heart walls, and i promise you, they've been there all along

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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she’s remembering her soul dna… how it’s magic-touched. how she’s flower essence….

she's remembering her soul dna... how it's magic-touched. how she's flower essence. how she's fire soul

she’s remembering her soul dna…
how it’s magic-touched. how she’s flower essence.
how she’s fire soul. how she’s allowed to trust that she’s
protected and carried on her way… even in the unknown,
even in the wild. and that her lungs should breathe
so freely and her wings should be untethered… and that
the voice that should have the most say here
is the one inside her heart.

– butterflies rising

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my love stories have been devastatingly beautiful but devastatingly heartbreaking, too…

my love stories have been devastatingly beautiful but devastatingly heartbreaking, too

my love stories have been
devastatingly beautiful but devastatingly
heartbreaking, too… things have felt so spiritual
and so brutally human all at once. and i think i’m learning
to let it all be true, to let myself feel all the things i’ve
so passionately felt, but still keep letting go of
what isn’t meant to stay.

– butterflies rising

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i hope your next days bring in life like summer…

i hope your next days bring in life like summer, like light, like warmth... and that you let good things come to you

i hope your next days bring in life like summer,
like light, like warmth… and that you let
good things come to you, and you let
them fall on you without a fight.

what if life is holding something so beautiful
for you… i hope you let that be true and you let yourself
believe in the beautiful as it unfolds
all around you… i hope you let it all
make you feel so free.

– butterflies rising

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you’re still learning to feel worthy… and maybe you don’t believe it yet…

you're still learning to feel worthy... and maybe you don't believe it yet

you’re still learning to feel worthy…
and maybe you don’t believe it yet… but i hope
you keep going until you know it’s true.

i hope your next days bring in life like summer,
like light, like warmth… and that you let
good things come to you, and you let
them fall on you without a fight.

what if life is holding something so beautiful
for you… i hope you let that be true and you let yourself
believe in the beautiful as it unfolds
all around you… i hope you let it all
make you feel so free.

– butterflies rising

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babygirl, don’t run from the shadows under your sweetness; you are layers of dark and light…

babygirl, don't run from the shadows under your sweetness; you are layers of dark and light

babygirl,
don’t run from the shadows
under your sweetness; you are layers of
dark and light… so try to meet it all with curiosity
and give everything your compassion
because none of it needs your judgment,
and all of it needs your love.

– butterflies rising

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