i said,
“i want to learn to trust you,
but i don’t know how.”
and you said,
“then don’t. learn to trust you.
then see what your heart has to say about me,
and follow that.”
– butterflies rising
Read More →what your heart has to say…
Tag: Self Worth
because there are dreams over there…
and i closed my eyes
in the middle of all the wild noise
and just stayed still… and i felt myself
being pulled that way.
and so i asked, “why that way?”
and i heard, “because there are dreams over there.”
and that feels like as good a reason as any
to ever do anything…
and so i’m going to go that way.
– butterflies rising
Read More →your path is you-shaped…
it’s the most terrifying but most beautiful thing when you realize your path is you-shaped
– butterflies rising
Read More →it’s how you know that it’s your path…
and you’re in this place where there are no footprints in front of you, and there isn’t anyone else here to ask, and they wouldn’t have your answers even if they were… everything here only feels like you. but it’s how you know that it’s your path.
– butterflies rising
Read More →one little step…
i saw
one step. in the dark.
not a path.
not even two steps.
so i took just one step.
and i didn’t know if there
would be another one waiting,
but i took it anyways…
because i’m trying to have
a brave heart
even when it feels so. dark.
so with no light
and everything unknown
and not even very much hope,
i took a little step.
and then…
there was another little step.
and everything in me breathed wild relief,
not because i’m where i want to be yet…
but because there was another step.
and so now i have a little hope.
and i still don’t know what’s waiting,
and i don’t know when i’ll get to
where i pray that i’m going,
but i know that when i do… i’ll look back
and see just how much it mattered
that i took that one little step.
– butterflies rising
Read More →to have a brave little heart…
aren’t even mine…
it’s one of the darkest feelings
i’ve ever known… unworthy.
and maybe i want to learn to start
questioning it when i feel it.
like… is it always even mine?
because if it’s from someone else…
someone else’s unkindness, or judgment,
or their own unworthiness they’re projecting…
then i want to learn to say no.
i think maybe my own battles would get a little
easier to face if i wasn’t also fighting the
ones that aren’t even mine.
– butterflies rising
Read More →who and what you are…
there is too much good in you
for you to not let goodness be who
and what you are…
and there is too. much. beautiful in you
for you to not let beautiful be who
and what you are…
and there is too much fire and passion
and magic and art and love in you
for you to not let it all be who
and what you are.
– butterflies rising
Read More →fire and passion and magic and art and love…
there is too much fire and passion and magic and art and love in you for you to not let it all be who and what you are.
– butterflies rising
Read More →too much beautiful…
there is too much beautiful in you
for you to not let beautiful be
who and what you are
– butterflies rising
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