Love Poem by an Imperfectionist. {poetry}
I count every hand held, on chilly walks along the coastline
Every kiss under the blanket of stars,
And every breath on my skin, as a blessing.
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Mother: the Hardest Hill a Daughter Must Climb.
I couldn’t love you without judgment the way every little girl, daughter, beautiful woman, child needs to be loved, because I was so busy judging and not loving myself.
Postcard to a Long-Distance Lover.
Distance away has morphed me into a calmer version of me, and unlocked my gifts. My roots that once attempted to tangle me up in a conspired plot are begging for my newfound essence to nourish them.
I’m Taking Back ‘I Love You’. {fiction}
Once upon a time, 'I love you' was reserved for lovers. Sure, that’s the obvious one, but even that doesn’t fit all the time.
Speak Up, Love.
Let's break out of our shell, take off any masks, and as naked and bare as we may feel, let's show our essence, let's speak our truth.
The Prison of Helping.
I mistook saving for partnership. I let 'I want you' be just as good as 'I love you', and I tried to fill in all the gaps with good effort.
Yes, I Know It Hurts: a Universe Full of Turbulent Hearts.
Yes, I know it hurts. But I want to tell you that I will be the button you press when life is falling over you and you just need to press an emergency button to release the thick of it.
On the Spark of Love: Feeding the Inferno with My Tears.
My pain cleansed out the wounds in the landscape of my being, and healing full of grace and honey began its slow slide into the cracks. And oh, this sacred concoction, it burns.
Descent into Darkness and the Emergence of Light.
When I meet my own darkness, and dare the world to end in me, I live with less fear.
How to Fall in Love with Boredom and Unlock Your Mental Strength.
Somehow, top performers in any craft figure out a way to fall in love with boredom, put in their reps, and do the work.