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ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | i have to believe that what we ache for inside of us about who we want to become… is an on-purpose thing. that it's a memory of our soul texture and it's an imprint on our compass. something already a part of us or something we're surely destined to find. and how it all unfolds, and the pathways we have to take to get there,
i have to believe that what we ache for inside of us about who we want to – butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | i have to believe that what we ache for inside of us about who we want to become… is an on-purpose thing. that it's a memory of our soul texture and it's an imprint on our compass. something already a part of us or something we're surely destined to find. and how it all unfolds, and the pathways we have to take to get there,
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | i have to believe that what we ache for inside of us about who we want to become… is an on-purpose thing. that it's a memory of our soul texture and it's an imprint on our compass. something already a part of us or something we're surely destined to find. and how it all unfolds, and the pathways we have to take to get there,
i have to believe that what we ache for inside of us about who we want to – butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | i have to believe that what we ache for inside of us about who we want to become… is an on-purpose thing. that it's a memory of our soul texture and it's an imprint on our compass. something already a part of us or something we're surely destined to find. and how it all unfolds, and the pathways we have to take to get there,
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | just let the chaos in you be beautiful… you are such a soft and wild thing. – butterflies rising
just let the chaos in you be beautiful… you are such a soft and wild thing. – butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | just let the chaos in you be beautiful… you are such a soft and wild thing. – butterflies rising
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | just let the chaos in you be beautiful… you are such a soft and wild thing. – butterflies rising
just let the chaos in you be beautiful… you are such a soft and wild thing. – butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | just let the chaos in you be beautiful… you are such a soft and wild thing. – butterflies rising
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | what if the raging inside of you is something beautiful… your curiosity stretching and your soul stirring… all that wildflower energy in your veins. and the ache is everything you've suffocated for so long just trying to find some way to breathe. and when it feels like you're burning it all down, you're just still learning how to burn bright. maybe you go a little wayward and get a little reckless...
what if the raging inside of you is something beautiful - butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | what if the raging inside of you is something beautiful… your curiosity stretching and your soul stirring… all that wildflower energy in your veins. and the ache is everything you've suffocated for so long just trying to find some way to breathe. and when it feels like you're burning it all down, you're just still learning how to burn bright. maybe you go a little wayward and get a little reckless...
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | what if the raging inside of you is something beautiful… your curiosity stretching and your soul stirring�… all that wildflower energy in your veins. and the ache is everything you've suffocated for so long just trying to find some way to breathe. and when it feels like you're burning it all down, you're just still learning how to burn bright. maybe you go a little wayward and get a little reckless...
what if the raging inside of you is something beautiful - butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | what if the raging inside of you is something beautiful… your curiosity stretching and your soul stirring… all that wildflower energy in your veins. and the ache is everything you've suffocated for so long just trying to find some way to breathe. and when it feels like you're burning it all down, you're just still learning how to burn bright. maybe you go a little wayward and get a little reckless...
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | and what if you just hold on, and what if life holds so much more than you can see right now – butterflies rising
and what if you just hold on, and what if life holds so much more than you can – butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | and what if you just hold on, and what if life holds so much more than you can see right now – butterflies rising
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | and what if you just hold on, and what if life holds so much more than you can see right now – butterflies rising
and what if you just hold on, and what if life holds so much more than you can – butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | and what if you just hold on, and what if life holds so much more than you can see right now – butterflies rising
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | soulmate stardust… the universe puts little bits of stardust in them; memory dust… soul traces… so we can know. ones that say things like… i remember you. i've been looking for you. i couldn't come here and not find you… i had to find you. i am for you. and when we're near them, they don't have to say a thing; we feel it in our senses… we just know. – butterflies rising
soulmate stardust… the universe puts little bits of stardust in them - butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | soulmate stardust… the universe puts little bits of stardust in them; memory dust… soul traces… so we can know. ones that say things like… i remember you. i've been looking for you. i couldn't come here and not find you… i had to find you. i am for you. and when we're near them, they don't have to say a thing; we feel it in our senses… we just know. – butterflies rising
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | soulmate stardust… the universe puts little bits of stardust in them; memory dust… soul traces… so we can know. ones that say things like… i remember you. i've been looking for you. i couldn't come here and not find you… i had to find you. i am for you. and when we're near them, they don't have to say a thing; we feel it in our senses… we just know. – butterflies rising
soulmate stardust… the universe puts little bits of stardust in them - butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | soulmate stardust… the universe puts little bits of stardust in them; memory dust… soul traces… so we can know. ones that say things like… i remember you. i've been looking for you. i couldn't come here and not find you… i had to find you. i am for you. and when we're near them, they don't have to say a thing; we feel it in our senses… we just know. – butterflies rising
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | and i closed my eyes in the middle of all the wild noise and just stayed still… and i felt myself being pulled that way. and so i asked, “why that way?” and i heard, “because there are dreams over there.” and that feels like as good a reason as any to ever do anything… and so i'm going to go that way. – butterflies rising Close My Eyes, Poetry Books, The Middle, Do Anything, That Way, To My Daughter, Noise, Butterfly, Feelings
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and i closed my eyes in the middle of all the wild noise and just stayed still – butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | and i closed my eyes in the middle of all the wild noise and just stayed still… and i felt myself being pulled that way. and so i asked, “why that way?” and i heard, “because there are dreams over there.” and that feels like as good a reason as any to ever do anything… and so i'm going to go that way. – butterflies rising
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | and i closed my eyes in the middle of all the wild noise and just stayed still… and i felt myself being pulled that way. and so i asked, “why that way?” and i heard, “because there are dreams over there.” and that feels like as good a reason as any to ever do anything… and so i'm going to go that way. – butterflies rising Heard
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and i closed my eyes in the middle of all the wild noise and just stayed still – butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | and i closed my eyes in the middle of all the wild noise and just stayed still… and i felt myself being pulled that way. and so i asked, “why that way?” and i heard, “because there are dreams over there.” and that feels like as good a reason as any to ever do anything… and so i'm going to go that way. – butterflies rising
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | may the sunrise bring you peace and fill your soul with possibility – butterflies rising Book Quotes, Words Quotes, Sayings, Thoughts And Feelings, A New Day, Love Life, Positive Vibes, Possibilities
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may the sunrise bring you peace and fill your soul with possibility – butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | may the sunrise bring you peace and fill your soul with possibility – butterflies rising
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | may the sunrise bring you peace and fill your soul with possibility – butterflies rising Risen, Sunrise, Soul, Bring It On, Peace
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may the sunrise bring you peace and fill your soul with possibility – butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | may the sunrise bring you peace and fill your soul with possibility – butterflies rising
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | that's the thing about freedom and trust… they aren't strangers to each other at all. i don't think you ever feel more like letting your heart run wild than you do with someone to whom the state of your heart matters. and i don't think you ever feel yourself more pulled as strongly as you do to someone who makes you feel free. – butterflies rising Make You Feel, Let It Be, Stranger, Philosophy, Butterflies, Trust, Poems, Freedom
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hat's the thing about freedom and trust… they aren't strangers to each other - butterflies rising
ALL WORK © butterflies rising | Sharing information in comments. | that's the thing about freedom and trust… they aren't strangers to each other at all. i don't think you ever feel more like letting your heart run wild than you do with someone to whom the state of your heart matters. and i don't think you ever feel yourself more pulled as strongly as you do to someone who makes you feel free. – butterflies rising
butterflies rising poetry
butterflies rising poetry