“Keep letting go and healing
until you’re you again.”
Here’s to the way life ebbs and flows, give sand takes, heals and wounds. Here’s to the unexpected gifts and unplanned losses. Here’s to the bold, and brave, and clear, and unfuckwithable souls who rise up anyway. This is art. The knots in our souls and the willingness to untangle them breath by breath. Let someone else love you, even if you don’t know how to name it yet. Let someone else hold ground with you, even if you don’t know where you’re headed. Let someone else be a part of the flow you are creating with your entire messy, brilliant life. That’s enough.
None of us will find our wholeness in one upheaval. We’ll have to disrupt ourselves over and other again and that’s ok. It’s necessary. It’s how we learn to be gentle with the dark we carry until we light up again.