why else would you have been given
this soft and tender heart if you weren’t
meant to make it softer here for other tender hearts…
the way you feel so much helps someone else
who feels so much… feel less alone.
– butterflies rising
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why else would you have been given
this soft and tender heart if you weren’t
meant to make it softer here for other tender hearts…
the way you feel so much helps someone else
who feels so much… feel less alone.
why else would you have been given
this poetry heart that loves true and deep
and beautifully wild if you weren’t meant to
be loved true and deep and beautifully wild,
and to be kissed like wildfire by someone
who sees you as art.
why else would you have been given
this wildflower energy if you weren’t meant to
run free in the sunlight and get drunk on the moonlight
and be kissed by the starlight… there’s a world
outside and you need it in your veins.
why else would you have been given
this passionate ache inside for it if you weren’t
meant to know it and tangibly hold it…. dreams are
dreams on purpose. aches are in us on purpose.
your heart reaches for it on purpose…
and because your soul remembers it.
i just don’t think the universe is making mistakes
with our hearts and souls…
so why else love if not to feel stars
exploding in our veins… because why else are
we here if not to live with unreasonable
passion for things.
– butterflies rising
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what we run from or
push away, the “you can’t hurt me
if i hurt you first”…
not letting it come to us
because it’s just too good to be true…
or when it does, we can’t let it be here
because it’s just too beautiful to stay…
or trying to grip it and control it
when all we really need to do to hold it
is let it dance in our fingertips
instead of suffocating it away.
i think that thing we do as a defense when we’re
scared of losing something is often why we
end up losing things. and maybe letting
the beautiful things belong here…
is just in seeing that our fear is
what doesn’t belong here.
– butterflies rising
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i went through a love i barely recovered from, a heartbreak i barely survived, and finding my way back to me… it took everything in me to do.
so if it feels hard to get close to me, it isn’t me not wanting to come close to you… it’s me not wanting anything to be able to take me away from me, ever again.
– butterflies rising
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i don’t feel like i’m supposed to search for a soulmate. i feel like i’m supposed to search for my soul. find my soul things. go to my soul places. and i think i’ll find who is meant for me somewhere on those pathways… or they’ll find me somewhere being the me i want to be.
– butterflies rising
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In December (after Taylor Swift)…
i will make a wish for the world around me to shimmer, for my wildest dreams to fall around me like glitter, and for peace of mind to settle in and exile all my fears away. and in winter’s lavender haze, i will just breathe in the air and say, “life, please show me such beautiful things.” and in the midnight’s falling rain, i will look to the sky and pray that i can let myself deserve really beautiful things. and on my most delicate and dark days, i will close my eyes and say… “i am a beautiful thing.”
– butterflies rising
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it’s easily one of the things
i’m most grateful for… divinity in the form of friends,
home in the form of humans, the good souls i’m lucky
to know. the ones whose energy in your life is some
sort of magic. and i don’t know if there are
perfect words for it, but there are moments
when you’re with them, and you just
think things like…
“you remind me what heaven’s air felt like,
i think you’re here to walk me home.“
– butterflies rising
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you have a heart that changes shape when something moves you… so let all of the things you feel so deeply move you. you are fire and wild and art and love and sugar and soul… so let the ache in your heart become a delicate rage that moves you.
– butterflies rising
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give them girlhood.
in any way you can… give girls friendships. ways to find
other girls in their world and to learn to dance with other
wildflowers, and to build bonds that teach them the magic of girls
and reflect back to them their own magic in themselves. and then,
when they grow a little taller and their world gets a little bigger,
if that world tries to tell them all about the unworthiness of a woman…
they will know it’s a lie.
and if you haven’t yet known girlhood,
i hope you find it in some way now… find other ones in this world
who help you see and feel the magic of other women. anything… from
trading friendship bracelets to breathing life into each other’s souls,
just somewhere you’ll be shown the magic in yourself. and so whenever
this world tries to tell you all about the unworthiness of a woman…
you’ll know it’s a lie.
– butterflies rising
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In November…
i’m still learning how to let good things
come to me… and i really want to.
i want to let the good things fall all around me
like leaves in golden light. and to let myself
feel so worthy of them… to let them
fall on me without a fight.
– butterflies rising
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