“Miracles can be found in the most unlikely of places. I found the light not by swimming to the surface, but by letting myself drown in the seas of my deepest fears. Not by eradicating the dark, but by embracing it. I realized that there is no such a thing as darkness, only light and the absence of it.
It is there in the light of unconditional love that I finally found the freedom I had been searching for so long.”
― Winter Magnolia
It is there in the light of unconditional love that I finally found the freedom I had been searching for so long.”
― Winter Magnolia
“Seeds never lose their potential, not even in dirt.”
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“Wrecked and despondent at midlife, I need to undertake a strict personal evaluation that will lead to personal transformation. I must be willing to start afresh and attempt to make myself anew. In order to begin all over and not culminate in the same deadhead rut as before, I admit to harboring personal insecurities and boldly confront my greatest fears. In order to establish an altered foundation that will support a revised self, I commence by asking the pertinent questions. If I run fast enough and long enough, can I quash slavish personal demons and capture an elusive self? Can I exercise the self-discipline to eliminate the artificial screens that I hide behind in order to peer out at the formidable world? Do I possess the personal audacity to explore unfamiliar terrain and the internal grit to dual the primal flex of nature’s power while accepting on equal terms the thrall and tragic beauty of surviving in a violent habitat?”
― Dead Toad Scrolls
― Dead Toad Scrolls
“You do not get to pick and choose
the parts of me that you love
as if you're picking petals from a flower
love me
love me not
love this
not that
throwing the down on the grass while I'm asking
do you love me
do you love me
do you love me yet
by the time you are done pulling at the core
there is nothing left for you to love anymore”
― Still Growing Wildflowers
the parts of me that you love
as if you're picking petals from a flower
love me
love me not
love this
not that
throwing the down on the grass while I'm asking
do you love me
do you love me
do you love me yet
by the time you are done pulling at the core
there is nothing left for you to love anymore”
― Still Growing Wildflowers
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