You’ll see that your sea glass heart is perfect the way it is, that nothing else would ever fit the shape you’ve left for it in your hollowed-out center.
Tall doesn’t equate to trust. Charming doesn’t equate to honest. A good job doesn’t equate to a good life. All of these things sound great in theory, but I’ve learned that the more I know, the less I realize I actually know.
I see a shadow of regret, a heaviness in the way you carry your body, the weight of all the things you’ve left unsaid, the hearts you were too afraid to touch, the hugs and human connection you have turned away.
Ours was the home friends gravitated to. Where the door was always open and some homemade delicious meal to feed an army was baking in the oven. It was a place in which it was impossible not to feel a heart full of love and peace.
Our power is that deep self-acceptance of living for ourselves. Quit living for someone else, in search of their praise. You’re doing it right -- you’re going to be just fine.
They said, go down and make miracles
Make this world a better place
Don't waste what we gave you
Don't squander your talent
And I don't know about you
But any magic show I've ever seen
Happened fast, faster than my eyes could believe
And I think, I'm here to make magic, create change