Here I am. This is Me Now.
I am not sorry. I am not going to smooth over your feelings, just to make you happy. I am not going to lie, just to make you stop talking. I am not going to be your savior.
I am not going to do things that make me uncomfortable, and I am not going to do things that weigh me down. I am not going to carry your world on my shoulders. I have my own world to carry, and it's heavy.
I am not going to tell you what you want to hear. I am going to tell you what is real and true. You probably won't like it. It's raw. It's so completely honest. It's not always going to be pretty.
I will give my Love to those that I love. I will give all of it. Pour it onto them, bathe them in it, fill them with it, encapsulate them with it. Protect them with it.
I will not, however, waste my Love on people who don't appreciate it.
This is me. I am me.
Take me, or leave me. I am strong enough now, to be happy either way.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Surreal - So Real
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Getting Lost
A butterfly's trust.... a house with no roof, the sky in all of it's blue beauty brightness shining in... getting drenched in ice cold rain... making friends with a lizard... twin fawns, delicate... drying in the sun... breathing and breathless... crickets... dark of forest, throwing spots of rainbow colors at every glance - red of berries and clay, orange of wings, yellow of mushrooms, green of moss and leaves, blue of sky and skink tail, purple of flowers... getting lost... being found.
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