in december…
i hope something helps you remember you’re made of magic…
you’ve been this version of you that is made of survival for too long…
and i just think it’s time for you to remember you’re made of magic.
– butterflies rising
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on walls in relationships…
what if sometimes, someone’s walls
are just self-love-shaped boundaries…
and maybe not such a bad
thing at all?
– butterflies rising
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you cannot try to silence
a collective pain for so long and not
expect a collective rage to eventually come.
– butterflies rising
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while we’re here… we can try to love a little deeper, and burn a little brighter, and maybe, just maybe, we make it a little softer here for someone.
– butterflies rising
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some of us just aren’t made
for how hard the edges are here,
for how slow pain moves,
or how lost light can get,
and how heavy it all can weigh…
we’re surely not made for how flawed humans love.
but while we’re here…
we can try to love a little deeper,
and burn a little brighter, and maybe, just maybe,
we make it a little softer here for someone.
– angels and earth
– butterflies rising
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hatred feels thick,
and noisy,
as if it imposes and takes up space.
but i have to believe it’s just the absence of things…
like an emptiness raging against itself.
that it’s no substance of power.
that it doesn’t get to make a permanent home here.
and that those who harbor it are surely not powerful,
and that they don’t control this space.
that love can always fill the air.
and if those who are hellbent on hate
won’t grow, or change,
that awakened voices will bring revival
to this place.
no matter how loud or heavy that
hatred can rage, i have to believe it hasn’t won…
and that love will always
outnumber, overshadow, and overcome.
– butterflies rising
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we’re not
meant to be
color blind…
we’re meant to see
all this beauty,
all this texture,
all this life,
in every color,
and every kind
– butterflies rising
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