freedom of religion
honors your freedom to your religion,
but it also honors…
the freedom from your religion,
and the freedom of other religions,
the freedom of spirituality that isn’t
found through or bound by religion,
and the freedom from any religion at all.
it’s the freedom to believe what
resonates as truth for you and brings
peace to your soul.
– butterflies rising
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poetry is my scripture,
music is my gospel,
empathy and kindness are my witness,
creativity and love are my worship
– butterflies rising
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i think it’s a good thing,
how we can search desperately to
find reasons for how cruel people can
be to others, and still never find any
understanding of it…
it means we’re just not capable of the
same cruelty within ourselves… and i think
that’s a really good thing.
– butterflies rising
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A Good Thing…
i think it’s a good thing,
how we can struggle in such desperation
for clarity and still never find a way to make
any sense of how they treated us…
i think it means we’re just not capable of
that same cruelty within ourselves.
and i think that’s a really good thing.
– butterflies rising
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codependency
doesn’t keep you warm…
it keeps you from breathing
fresh air
– butterflies rising
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we are not halves of each other… we come here to love the whole of one another
– butterflies rising
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i think one of the saddest
connections is the rebound relationship…
you’re using one person to try
to unlove another.
so there’s nothing pure or honest
in what that relationship is, or ever will be,
as you’ve carried into it an unhealed bond
to what was.
take time to cleanse, to heal, to renew,
to grow, to become.
– butterflies rising
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and if you are in darkness,
and if they come to you,
and if they reach a hand down
to pull you out,
be sure that if you take their hand
you do not drag them into the dark,
but go with them…
go with them into the light
– butterflies rising
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i hope
you never
let the ones
who are
sleepwalking
hold you back
in your
own awakening
– butterflies rising
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what is
beautiful in me
and what is tender
in me
it is always.
no matter how
hard you tried to make
me feel hard to love
there are
all these beautiful
and tender things in me…
always.
– butterflies rising
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