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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i used to be so hard on myself for how long it can take me…

i used to be so hard on myself for how long it can take me to let go and heal from things

i used to be so hard on myself for
how long it can take me to let go and
heal from things, until i started realizing…
these things are catalysts. i’m not just being
asked to let go, i’m also being asked
to grow… and that kind of healing
happens in your soul’s own time.

– butterflies rising

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i’ve been dying to feel even just a little bit of air inside my lungs…

i've been dying to feel even just a little bit of air inside my lungs

i’ve been dying to feel even just a little bit of air inside my lungs… suffocating myself for so long, always asking for permission for the shape of my presence and the width of my wings… it’s time to let myself breathe and unfold

– butterflies rising

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i think about how we give so much credit to the heavy…

i think about how we give so much credit to the heavy and hard things for how beautiful we are

i think about how we give so much credit to the heavy and hard things for how beautiful we are…

how we tell others of the darkness we’ve pushed through, and they say things like… “it’s why you’re so strong.” or they speak of all that depth and texture it’s given our character. and i think… it’s true.

but i also think… of the soft places i’ve had to fall where i can just be like a flower and made of my wild vulnerability, or of the moments in this life that bring out my glow…

and as much as i can see how we grow from the push of darkness… i think we also need that feeling of light to help pull us into our bloom.

– butterflies rising

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i think about how we give so much credit to the heavy and hard things…

i think about how
we give so much credit
to the heavy and hard things
for how beautiful we are…

how we tell others of the
darkness we’ve pushed through
and they say things like…
“it’s why you’re so strong.”
or they speak of all that depth and
texture it’s given our character.
and i think… it’s true.

but i also think…
of the soft places i’ve had to fall
where i can just be like a flower
and made of my wild vulnerability,
or of the moments in this life that
bring out my glow… and of the ones
who are there to witness it, and how
they tell me that it’s beautiful…
and of all the sparks of inspiration
like little embers on my pathways
that help spark my own fires that i
have waiting inside of me.

as much as i can see how we
grow from the push of darkness…
i think we also need that feeling
of light to help pull us into our bloom.
and maybe it matters more than we
know how much a little spark we
leave somewhere might be a
needed light… the way it could
remind someone they are made
of flowers… and help pull
them into their bloom.

– butterflies rising

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