stop hiding stop hiding. stop waiting for life to happen. life is happening already below your feet, above your head, all around you. life is this moment. stop waiting for your song to find you;
undress your heart undress your heart. slowly, softly. gently. for under it, lies beauty. undress your heart. know that your heart is fragile and the undressing might hurt. under your heart live the most precious
‘with wild courage’ I am not your words, I am my own. I am writing a story of grace and fire, hope rising. I am a flower, I am a tree, rooted in my worth,
‘sometimes’ sometimes it looks like waking up. sometimes it looks like opening the windows and letting daylight in. sometimes sometimes it looks like smiling at strangers like saying ‘yes’ like saying ‘no’. sometimes it’s big
You are brave. Yes, you. Maybe you’re shaking your head, thinking that these words are not for you. But they are. Dear, when you came into this world, a spirit was breathed into your being.
Note to self… x