
my soul just wants to be closer to yours
– butterflies rising
Read More →and if you wonder where i went…
i walked away
because i couldn’t feel
all of the beauty and goodness
and wonder and light in me
if i stayed close to someone who
wouldn’t let me feel it
– butterflies rising
Read More →vibrate so high,
and radiate from so deep,
from so much within your heart,
from your essence, from your soul,
so that no one can come close to you
without destiny’s blessing
in their hands
– butterflies rising
Read More →what you go to just
because you’re lonely isn’t love,
what you’re drawn to when you’re
in your light…
that’s where you’ll find love
– butterflies rising
Read More →you have a
beautiful heart, babygirl,
and it’s meant to know
a beautiful love
– butterflies rising
Read More →little seeds, someday flowers…
today i will
be good to me,
and tomorrow maybe
a little bit better,
until being good to me
is a little easier,
and maybe even someday
not so hard at all.
maybe these are just little seeds
but i’ll keep giving them
touches of sunlight…
just a little hope here
and a little grace there
and a little more light in those
places holding all the fear,
and then maybe all these little seeds
just might grow until someday they
become flowers…
and then i will be made of flowers.
– butterflies rising
Read More →little seeds…
today i will
be good to me,
and tomorrow maybe
a little bit better,
until being good to me
is a little easier,
and maybe even someday
not so hard at all.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i know that i will never, ever be able to love myself if i keep apologizing for how other people have decided to feel about me.
– butterflies rising
Read More →there are things
i am learning not to apologize for…
– the way i express myself
– the way i am discovering myself
and growing into myself
– the way i take up my own space…
the space that is meant for me
– the things someone else may not like about me
but that i like about me
…because none of these things are anything wrong
with me. they are things that are right in me. and those
are things i should never have to be sorry for.
– butterflies rising
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