
what if there are no wrong turns?
like really… what if?
what if all of your “wrong turns” are
really just the long way home?
– butterflies rising
Read More →what if there are no wrong turns?
like really… what if?
what if all of your “wrong turns” are
really just the long way home?
– butterflies rising
Read More →this world is burning, and i want a world where it’s safe to believe in summers… safe to lay easy in the grass, light and peaceful and sunkissed, knowing the axis is tilted steady towards the good, feeling so sure that something beautiful is at the core of everything. you can feel how we’re clawing for it… but maybe someday we’ll grasp it, and we’ll live it.
– butterflies rising
Read More →nature has this way of being able to hold all these beautiful contrasts and layers… earth and air, fire and flowers, light and dark, sun and moon… so maybe i can let my own spirit burn bright and wildly bloom.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i want to believe in kind and beautiful things,
and in a world made of good souls and compassion…
a world where the light is where the
pendulum finally swings
no matter how hard it feels… i want to believe
so much in these things.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i want to believe in me,
and in becoming the most beautiful version of me,
and in beautiful things being meant for me… i want
to fiercely believe i’m worthy of it all, even when
my fears tell me not to
– butterflies rising
Read More →i want to believe in things,
beautiful things, even the impossible
and untouchable feeling things,
even the ones we’ve been
told not to
and i want to believe in me,
and in becoming the most beautiful version of me,
and in beautiful things being meant for me… i want to fiercely
believe i’m worthy of it all, even when my fears
tell me not to
and i want to believe in kind things,
and in a world made of good souls and compassion…
a world where the light is where the
pendulum finally swings
no matter how hard it feels… i want to believe
so much in these things.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i will choose little rebellions… like the ache turned into empathy. my rage channeled into intention. my inspired heart will create beauty in rebellion… we need art and words and songs… someone, somewhere is barely hanging on, and something beautiful will be their lighthouse. my passionate heart will love more in rebellion… the way i feel about who and what i love will be even more and more and more… there is going to be passion and love here, no matter what. and my hope is going to be fierce, even if in spite of so much. darkness depends on us to stop feeling beautiful things and to stop believing in a better way… and i will make it my rebellion not to.
– butterflies rising
Read More →my passionate heart will love more in rebellion… the way i feel about who and what i love will be even more and more and more… there is going to be passion and love here, no matter what.
– butterflies rising
Read More →my inspired heart will create beauty in rebellion… we need art and words and songs… someone, somewhere is barely hanging on, and something beautiful will be their lighthouse.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i will choose little rebellions. darkness depends on us to stop feeling beautiful things and to stop believing in a better way… and i will make it my rebellion not to.
– butterflies rising
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