Dream Life

                                         You are still becoming who you were meant to be and this is also true: what if you don't always have to worry about becoming more of who you are? What is who you are right now is more than enough and it's just a matter of slowing down and realizing your worth? Learning to be still long enough to notice the grace that has always  been there? Forward movement is a beautiful thing. Many of us are desperate for a beautiful future and there is nothing wrong with that. And this is also true: there is nothing wrong with slowness. All around you in nature, a billion different things move at a slow pace, just as they are supposed to. No flower is rushing to be somewhere else. No wave is pushing its way to the shore before before  its time. Even when the rain pours down quickly, it took  time for that level of force to build up. Wherever you are right now, is enough. whatever growth looks like right here is good, and it matters. I hope your heart

 I want you to know what it feels like to be in love with the life that you are living. I want you to know what it feel like to wake up in the morning and be grateful for another day, every day. I want you to have all of the energy you need to live the life you want to live. I don't want you to be scared of the unknown--I want you to see the unknown as a beautiful puzzle that you will be able to build on your own. You are capable of building your dream life--one that you look back on in the future and are completely in awe of. I don't want you to look back and regret not making the move you doubted you could do. You can do  anything. Start by believing in what you don't believe you are capable of. Start by letting go of the strings attached to your past. Start slowly. It won't happen all at once but it will happen as it needs to. Please, don't doubt yourself and remember you don't need anyone else to believe in you for your dreams to come true. You deserve to be

  At the end of the day, I just want to be proud of the person I have become.  I want to be proud of the love I gave-of the way in which I risked my heart despite being hurt. I want to be proud of the effort I showed those I cared about; I want to know with a ruthless certainty that I showed up as much as I could, that I made people feel seen, that I made those around me feel less alone in this chaotic world. I want to be proud of my life-of the way I healed, of the way I made mistakes and learned from them, of the way I felt every thing even when it wasn't convenient or comfortable. I want to  be proud of the way I get, of the way I let go, of the way I pushed myself to be a better person. At the end of the day, I just want to be a able to say without hesitation that I lived my life, that I did not just take a back seat to my pain, or to my flaws, or to whatever hardships came my way. I want to be able to say that I am proud of the way I survived. I want too be able to say that I

                                       There is a reason the sky gets dark at night. We were not meant to see everything all the time. We are meant to rest and trust under this bold, full dark sky. Because no matter how heavy the shadow fill the night, in time, we will see morning sunlight. We will see that even though we were tired, weary, and we could not see the ground beneath our feet, somehow, we still moved forward. We still pushed through. And it might take years to see how all of this comes together. We might not always see the pieces fall in place in the timeframe in which we desired. But this does not have to stop us from resting, and trusting that we will not always be here. We are not stuck at this  stage. As terrifying as they may be, our present uncertainties will not last forever. The pieces will come together in their time. We will grow in the way we were  meant to: older and wiser with each day. And that is a beautiful thing. Even when we did not notice it. Even in the

                                                                        Find a guy who calls you  beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep...wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty witjout makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you...The one who turns to his friends and says, ' that's her".

                                                     Release me From the prison, I've created, I wasn't forced to participate I entered of my own free will, But little did I know, How my life would go I've been stumbling uphill, Unable to find self-control, I swallow poison, And I know, I'm slowly killing myself, There's no one to blame, I look in the mirror, I am ashamed of my reflection, I want to explain, Everything I've done, My every wrong, I need to tell someone, But no one cares, They're too scared, I will outburst and swear, Here I am, At the doctors, Filling out a questionnaire, My last hope, Such despair, Asking for help, Release me, Please.