to be steady in the soul and free in the spirit poem….

i want to remember the depth and the feel of the stars that i come from, and always hold an unshakable knowing of the voice in my soul so close

i want to remember the depth and the feel of the stars that i come from, and always hold an unshakable knowing of the voice in my soul so close… but be wild-winged, chasing my wild curiosity, running wild-spirited on starlit nights under wide-open skies, growing and discovering and feeling it all… i want to know what it’s like to be steady in the soul and free in the spirit.

– butterflies rising

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the spaces we’ve called love…

love can’t exist in a space without kindness

the spaces we’ve called love…

it’s heartbreaking
how many of us have felt in love
with people who were not even kind
to us…

how many of us weren’t taught that
love can’t exist in a space without kindness.
or without respect. or in a space that
doesn’t honor us and cherish us.

so many of us are learning that the spaces
we’ve called being in love, weren’t
spaces of love at all

– butterflies rising

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let a woman have her own worth…

let a woman have her own worth

let a woman
have her own worth.
let her value be found in who she is.
not in who she is to a man.
not in who she is to whom she supports,
or serves, or takes care of, or carries weight for.
not who she is in the context of anyone else’s story.
just who she is. as she is.

bare,
alone,
unburdened,
beautiful,
and worthy.

– butterflies rising

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