Do you think… if we would have had more words then, it would be different now?
Blog Posts
Values…
I gave you the most important thing of all. Why did you have to ask for more?
A Higher Voice.
Sometimes… my truth isn’t what I want it to be.
Intuition
At 27, I’m finally learning… it’s never been about right or wrong.
Bonded
I look back at the pictures and at first I see so much joy, longing piecing into each other… then just below that, waves and knots of pain, unraveling down deep into Marianas Trench… and somehow we found a point of connection down there too. Hearing each other’s echos… maybe that’s where we comforted each other most. Both hoping that we descended further to the core of the earth where maybe true, unconditional love was as pure as heat is organic there… Maybe that’s where we thought we’d meet. If we could just swim through the darkness more. But when I heard and you heard me were always at different levels. Ships passing in the night down there. I guess how could we have met we were broken differently, healing different wounds, swimming in different patterns with not enough tools to bring us to a point of common ground, empathy.
Something I know for sure though is that if we didn’t find the healthiest of love, there was love there. Twisted and gnarled and sad but it was. And that connection will never be forgotten. It lives.
Messy humans
And for every moment I see that I was wrong do I color in another line in the drawing etching itself from my hand, almost as if to get free of me. I can’t separate the shapes and colors at first.. and while I try to make sense of it through my eyes, instead I hear it sing to me “… two insecurities don’t make a right.”
In N’ Out.
You weren’t wrong about so many, so many, intricate important things that lay all around us & in Plain sight. I long to reach out to you, discuss how insane *they all are, and then I remember where you were wrong. And I sit back, feeling how it felt, to be made to think – that it was me.
Un-
There was just so much more …
Human
Maybe one day, I’ll find someone to fall apart with.
Evergreen.
My goal is to spend as many days under the sun surrounded by music, people, food and books. Some wine too.
Couple of Aubrie Musings and Heartstrings 