
i think it’s breathtaking… how your
heart just spills out of you
– butterflies rising
Read More →i think it’s
breathtaking…
how your heart just
spills out of you.
it’s some kind of soul ache
just… pouring. out.
it’s somewhere dark that
your spirit has had to fight from…
there’s wreckage where it all comes from,
and there are times that just being
human feels like a violence.
but beautiful things spill out of you
the way wildfires burn… the way
butterflies fly wild… the way fireflies glow
…so let your heart be fire. and let your
soul be wild. and let your spirit glow.
because the way it all spills out of you
is just… breathtaking.
– butterflies rising
Read More →beautiful things spill out of you the way
wildfires burn… the way butterflies
fly wild… the way fireflies glow
– butterflies rising
Read More →just let your heart be fire and
let your soul be wild and
let your spirit glow.
– butterflies rising
Read More →…a heart that changes shape when something moves you
Say this to yourself as much as you need to hear it…
“Being affected by things is beautiful.”
As overwhelming as it can get… it is beautiful. And your heart may get a little worn out and weary at times, but it grows and expands and makes space for more… more beauty, more love, more compassion, more passion… you are moved, and affected, and changed, and expanded by things, and it’s beautiful.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i love like flowers and fire…
i don’t know any other way.
soft and vulnerable,
and wild and burning…
with my heart broken. wide. open.
– butterflies rising
Read More →Soft Soul…
you are so
sensitive,
and you think
that’s what’s
wrong with you…
but it’s something beautiful
about you,
it’s what makes you
so good.
– butterflies rising
Read More →maybe there are
a few hard edges in you
and they just need a little soft touch,
and there are these tender places
in me that just need to know
this is a good love,
and maybe that thing i feel in the
way you take my hand…
how it’s slow, but certain,
i think it’s how we feel the light come in,
and maybe for just this moment
a little softness, and a little good love…
that’s all we have to be.
– trust fall
– butterflies rising
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