Believe In The Magic Of The Unknown
Please, whatever you do still believe.
Please, whatever you do still believe.
Maybe today love looks like staying in your sheets and comforting your soft heart.
A brief moment turns into a day, a weekend, soon to be weeks and months. I can’t quite explain it. Frankly, I don’t care to.
This summer physically changed me. Something in me shifted, and I don’t think things will ever be quite the same. I know I’ll never be the same.
Kind words by strangers. Kind words by familiar faces. Kind words that held me together and brought warmth to my soul and ease to my mind.
And it’s so much easier said than done. Because being present is a practice. Accepting what is and learning how to be okay with what you can’t change is a practice.
Understand that it is part of the human experience to feel alone, scared, uncertainty at times. It’s all momentary.
We are all connected.
Bonded by constellations
as we gravitate towards one another
leaving traces of stardust along the way.
This body continues to show up, scars and all.
I am here, and I will be felt. I am here and I will be heard. I am here taking up space. I am here to stay.