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
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no revenge because…
in this wilderness, with an unheld hand,
i’m going to learn to love myself just as madly,
with the same fierceness and recklessness
that i once loved you with
– butterflies rising
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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
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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
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there is this
stunning breathing rhythm
in a woman learning to love herself
this slow rise as she feels her way into
every inch of her skin like honey,
and this soft fall as she settles into grace
this is the breath i seek
– butterflies rising
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on your own
is where your
wildflowers grow,
there’s no one else here to
block their sun,
but no one else can water
them but you
– butterflies rising
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on your own
is where your
wildflowers grow,
there’s no one else here to
block their sun,
but no one else can water
them but you
– butterflies rising
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…i’m still learning how to hear the word beautiful and let it be meant for me
– butterflies rising
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i’m still learning
how to hear the word beautiful
and let it be meant for me
…to breathe it in
and let it belong here
– butterflies rising
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this becoming
will ask for your breath, patience
and for your fight, perseverance
transformation is made of both
surrender and strength
– butterflies rising
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i’m learning
to love the way
my name settles
in silence
before i can love
how it falls
from another’s
mouth
– this love story first.
– butterflies rising
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