Been called too sensitive or emotional? There are people who’d love your gentle and caring nature. Been called too talkative? There are people who’d love to listen. Been called too wild or adventurous? There are people waiting to meet someone just like you.
We cultivate love when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seen and known, and when we honor the spiritual connection that grows from that offering with trust, respect, kindness and affection.
Love is not something we give or get; it is something that we nurture and grow, a connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them – we can only love others as much as we love ourselves.
Shame, blame, disrespect, betrayal, and the withholding of affection damage the roots from which love grows. Love can only survive these injuries if they are acknowledged, healed and rare.
it takes years to develop your craft. do not romanticize the idea of an ‘overnight success’. be a student. grow organically. get really good. hate your work. start over. find new ways to express the same ideas. the student becomes the master. your time will come.
Recently, a dear friend of mine passed on some wisdom that has stuck with me ever since. ‘I want you to imagine you are staring at a blank white wall. Think about what brings you joy. What makes you happy?’ ‘Are these the first, second or third qualities you notice when you met a person? Then why are you attracted to the opposite and left wondering why it didn’t work?’.
I’ve been staring at blank white walls ever since.
“And if you’re going to walk out of my life and leave, I ask one thing of you. Once you’re gone and you see that I’m doing fine, don’t you dare come back.”
"I hadn’t thought much of fate until I met you. Until I met a boy in an ocean of silent dancers which doubled as the birth place of lifelong friendships. Until I met a boy on my first day in a foreign country, who had rivers for veins. Until I saw the boy that broke my heart, in the emergency room at 9am on a Saturday. I believe that every person has a lesson to teach - I am still trying to figure out yours."
"And he thinks he knows you because he’s touched your skin and kissed you in places no one else has, but baby, he can’t even tell someone what your favorite color is."
