the risk of love is loss
the risk of safety is pain
the risk of comfort is disappointment
but you should practice receiving love, safety, and comfort anyway
shimmering green beetle flew in through my open window, buzzing on my lamp. that is not your home.
i saw him and he was beautiful. gentle scoop with my phone, front legs pressed against glass, buzzing again to the curtain. i shake the curtain out. freed.
In Kierkegaard's Works of Love, he explains that, much like how prayer is meant to change the heart of the one who prays, the task of love is not to find someone worthy of love, but to build the capacity for it in oneself
You should consume writing that makes you cry at least twice a day i think and also cry about some leaves you see because theyre so beautiful and then you should laugh about crying
Alexa Demie meditated in isolation, did EMDR & falconry, sobbed as she saw herself reflected in female mystics, struggled to release her Love for solitude, ventured into world again & realized she can be both hermit & outwardly manifest.
She is so me. This was my exact process.
its june 1st which means everything is possible again, the sun is warm on your heart, you can keep trying over and over, and whats yours will find u with ease