you and me
We may abide together according to the gentle ebb and flow of the passing days. I make no demands of you. We are old friends, you and I. In a childhood long since forgotten, you once blossomed and flourished here. Your innocent laughter joyously echoed from my walls. Your carefree bare ...
I will also be asking myself some tough questions, and notice where I'm not showing up in my own life. How have I been absent to those who continue to show up for me? Where is it that I drop the ball and play hide and seek with myself?
Fear the ones who need you to agree, nod your head in agreement and smile in order for you to belong. You will always be handing out flyers for her newest venture. She will always ask you to help her as she slowly takes over every inch of your life, if you let her.
The catalyst of rejection is life’s way of reminding you how other people are not always created to treat you better than you treat yourself. Instead, they help you practice treating yourself better by how lovingly you interact with them.
When did I lose my innocence? When did the world stop being about discovery and joy? Was it the first time I felt the blame of someone I trusted? Or was it a slow progression of self-doubt and denial of desire? It happens. We are taught that the world is flawed, that we are flawed. We forget ...