look inside and light up your own…

start looking inside and light up your own.

you can’t actually
dim someone else’s brightness.
it’s part of them. it’s part of who they are.
and no matter what you do,
it’s not in your power to take it.
even if you try to create tarnish around them,
nothing you do can ever make them less bright
or beautiful or creative or magnetic or less of any other
thing that they hold within them.
trying to tear others down will only ever make you
feel less beautiful than you are.
no amount of trying to put out someone else’s light
is ever going to heal the darkness you feel.
and the truth is, that fight you feel against their glow
is just your soul aching for you to fight for your own.
so step back and take your focus off of them. take a breath in.
stop trying to put out someone else’s fire…
start looking inside and light up your own.

– butterflies rising

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war on other women…

start looking inside and light up your own.

trying to force another flower to close
will never help you bloom, and trying to put out
someone else’s fire will never help you burn…
waging war on other women is never going to give
you peace inside of yourself… and that’s what
you’re truly looking for.

– butterflies rising

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you’re made of flowers; how you bloom when there’s light on your skin…

let yourself feel all the ways you're made of flowers

i think you’re made
of flowers; how you bloom
when there’s light on your skin.
you feel all that fire in your soul,
and it’s. so. beautiful.
but keep letting the sweetness in.
let yourself feel the glow.
be gentle with your raging heart
and softer with your chaos.
you are a wild thing,
but you are such a tender thing…
so maybe let even a little more of
that gentle in with how you grow.
dig out from the dark what you need to
and burn down what you have to
but then let yourself light up.
let in a little more sweetness
and a little more glow…
and let yourself feel all the ways
you’re made of flowers.

– butterflies rising

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the wild wreckage…

i take it all in so deeply. and maybe i feel it a little too raw. and a little too tender

i take it all in so deeply.
and maybe i feel it a little too raw.
and a little too tender.
and when i need to let it go,
maybe my heart strangleholds it
a little too tight.
and for a little too long.
but the way i feel it when i feel it…
i touch. and i taste. and i feel. fire.
and i shift in my existence,
and the stardust burns into my skin.
so i try to be gentle with it…
with all that wild wreckage that i
barely recover from.
because there’s magic in it.
and evolution in me from it.
and because i love like an awakening
and i know what it’s like to trace a soul
in my fingertips.

– butterflies rising

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