i don’t feel like i’m supposed to search for a soulmate…

not trusting myself has been the worst of my trust issues

i don’t feel like i’m supposed to search for a soulmate. i feel like i’m supposed to search for my soul. find my soul things. go to my soul places. and i think i’ll find who is meant for me somewhere on those pathways… or they’ll find me somewhere being the me i want to be.

– butterflies rising

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let your heart learn to be uninterested in anyone who is not for you…

let your heart learn to be uninterested in anyone who is not for you... you're not meant to have to convince anyone of your magic

let your heart learn to be uninterested in
anyone who is not for you… you’re not meant
to have to convince anyone of your magic;
there’s someone out there who came here
searching just for it

– butterflies rising

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summer wild… a restless summer child, sunrise-sweet and sunset-wild…

summer wild... a restless summer child, sunrise-sweet and sunset-wild

summer wild…
a restless summer child, sunrise-sweet and
sunset-wild, kissed by light glimmer and running
free in the wild air, under the magic of fireflies and in
the glow of bonfire flare, feeling alive and chasing
new horizons is why we’re here, so when the
sunset unfolds into the night of our lives…
promise you’ll meet me there.

– butterflies rising

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she’s remembering her soul dna… how it’s magic-touched. how she’s flower essence….

she's remembering her soul dna... how it's magic-touched. how she's flower essence. how she's fire soul

she’s remembering her soul dna…
how it’s magic-touched. how she’s flower essence.
how she’s fire soul. how she’s allowed to trust that she’s
protected and carried on her way… even in the unknown,
even in the wild. and that her lungs should breathe
so freely and her wings should be untethered… and that
the voice that should have the most say here
is the one inside her heart.

– butterflies rising

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my love stories have been devastatingly beautiful but devastatingly heartbreaking, too…

my love stories have been devastatingly beautiful but devastatingly heartbreaking, too

my love stories have been
devastatingly beautiful but devastatingly
heartbreaking, too… things have felt so spiritual
and so brutally human all at once. and i think i’m learning
to let it all be true, to let myself feel all the things i’ve
so passionately felt, but still keep letting go of
what isn’t meant to stay.

– butterflies rising

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a perfect night… anywhere. it doesn’t matter where if it ends up with you and me…

a perfect night... anywhere. it doesn't matter where if it ends up with you and me somewhere, just talking about anything and everything

a perfect night…

anywhere. it doesn’t matter where
if it ends up with you and me somewhere,
just talking about anything and everything
until sunrise, not wanting to leave the
energy we’re feeling for anything, ever.
a perfect night is one with the
“good night” you don’t
want to say.

– butterflies rising

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the way a sure but quiet & genuine confidence is so wildly attractive…

the way a sure but quiet & genuine confidence is so wildly attractive, when someone owns their energy

the way a sure but quiet & genuine confidence is so wildly attractive… when someone owns their energy, and you can feel how their vibe is just effortlessly radiating the texture of their soul… that kind of authenticity has some kind of pull.

– butterflies rising

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am i safe here, am i seen here, can i breathe here…

am i safe here, am i seen here, can i breathe here, do i bloom here, can i grow here, can i glow here

am i safe here, am i seen here, can i breathe here,
do i bloom here, can i grow here, can i glow here,
do i feel free here, does my pulse stir and my heart
beat here, can i trust this, is there truth here,
is it beautiful here… do i feel beautiful here,
and not just do i feel loved here…
but do i get to love me here.

out of all the questions i have with someone…
i think the ones that ask, “what does it feel like here?”
are my most important ones.

– butterflies rising

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