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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searching and curious for who i am underneath all of the versions of myself i’ve taken on for someone else
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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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love shouldn’t feel like a choice between being loved or loving yourself… it should be where both things collide
– butterflies rising
Read More →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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you’ve heard so much of how strong you’ve grown through darkness… but i think you’re made of flowers; how you bloom when there’s light on your skin
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it’s ok to take
small steps and deep breaths, love…
but you also have to learn to take up your own space.
and to not say you’re sorry when you do.
and you’re going to be rejected for these
wings you’re growing and these fires you’re starting…
for all of this sweet and wild rebellion in you…
but these are such. beautiful. things.
so you have to keep choosing you.
because nothing will matter if you reject you.
if it needs you small… you just can’t
let it hold you still anymore.
– butterflies rising
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you better stay hellbent in your heart
and go where it wants you to go… because
it will ache if you don’t.
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you wanted me to dream.
and you just wouldn’t ever let me
give in to the give-up.
you’d say…
“you better stay hellbent in your heart
and go where it wants you to go… because
it will ache if you don’t.”
and when i ache a little
from waiting on a dream, i remember
what you said, and i stay hellbent in my heart,
and i try to go where it wants me to go…
because i know that it will ache
even more if i don’t.
– butterflies rising
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there is
nothing i could lose
that i would miss
as much as i have missed
the feel of my own soul
when i wasn’t listening to it,
and i’m listening now…
and it’s telling me
that i am meant to be
where my lungs can breathe easy
and where there’s wing-shaped air
to stretch into all around me
– butterflies rising
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no matter anyone else’s barriers
and limitations and boxes and stories…
i hope you let yourself dream.
and search. and discover. and grow.
and be many-layered, and curious, and unlimited…
and passionate and wild… and soft and vulnerable…
and have depth or lightness…
and be found or lost…
and be as many other things as you want to be.
and i hope you find a way to be unafraid and
unapologetic and undeterred as you do…
because other people’s barriers
and limitations and boxes and stories
are just that… theirs.
– butterflies rising
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