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may you attract someone who treats you like they’ve been waiting their whole life to find you
“My biggest regrets in life are being too damn nice, apologizing when I didn’t do anything wrong, and making unworthy people a priority.”
— Unknown
“Why struggle to open a door between us when the whole wall is an illusion?”
— Rumi
“Honey, you are sacred land. Choose you travelers wisely.”
— Unknown
“Words are so powerful. They can crush a heart, or heal it. They can shame a soul or liberate it. They can shatter dreams or energize them. They can obstruct connection or invite it. They can create defenses, or melt them. We have to use our words wisely.”
— Jeff Brown
Headless John The Baptist Hitchhiking, C.T. Salazar
“I gave you things I wasn’t sure I even had.”
— Miranda July
“When I met you, flowers started growing in the darkest parts of my mind.”
— Unkown
What of grief?
Grief is being caught in the closed maw of a void. There is no terror in this, only quietude, traces of possession, the belonging to absence.
It is the ambiguity of salt: a heavy swathe of cleansing held by two steady palms; or the way that smoke pervasively lances the senses, lingers as the suspension of shock.
This is where tragedy reinvents itself and becomes us. We give shape to this entity, creating its image to our likeness where we do not wear grief but rather grief wears us.
Grief is not a choice, but it is a vivid reminder for how deeply and dearly we loved the fixtures in our lives. What in us grief has stolen experiences an alchemical transformation of identity. It needs our permission to be laid to rest.
“If you’re not able to share the full expression of your soul within a relationship, is equivalent to being buried alive.”
— Awakened Vibrations (via awakenedvibrations)
“If you ignore your feelings they will get your attention in other ways.”
— Kathy Kalina
I hope your eyes light up when you see your grand-children and I hope you long to hold them in your arms. I hope you cry at the sound of their first breath and I hope your lungs burn thinking of how you might breathe if anything ever happened to them. I hope you reach out to hold them and in the moment you least expect, I hope you are shut out and shut down. I hope you spend the rest of your life as if you're looking at the life you would have had through a glass window, able to see the joy you abandoned, yet never being able to touch or be a part of that joy. I hope the lives you witness pass before you as a movie on a movie screen with ending credits that don't include your name. I hope you see the empty space you left behind but when you try to fill it, no one knows your name.
~Yasaman Nafisi
Traditional Celtic marriage vows, better than anything I've ever heard:
You cannot possess me for I belong to myself But while we both wish it, I give you that which is mine to give You cannot command me, for I am a free person But I shall serve you in those ways you require and the honeycomb will taste sweeter coming from my hand.
But there’s more of it? I pledge to you that yours will be the name I cry aloud in the night. And the eyes into which I smile in the morning. I pledge to you the first bite from my meat, And the first drink from my cup. I pledge to you my living and dying, equally in your care, And tell no strangers our grievances. This is my wedding vow to you. This is a marriage of equals.
“Perhaps you weren’t my other half, and I was indeed half empty because when you walked away, nothing felt missing, yet nothing felt whole.”
— - @internalearthquake