Posted 2 months ago
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Maya Angelou, “Still I Rise” (via larmoyante)
Posted 2 months ago
You used to be so expressive as a child. You loved to dance, to draw, I was impressed by how many expressions a mere child was able to show. I look at you now, but you’re not even a shadow of the past you. It’s like you’re trying to not be here at all, like you want to be invisible so bad. It’s so obvious, when you’re as expressionless as you are now, but you’ve become so good at acting, that almost nobody notices it. On the inside, all you care about, is how people might look at you, how people think about you, and it’s the only thing that fills your mind. You wear dark clothes to not draw any attention to yourself. You have your headphones on all the time in order to silence, what you think might be directed at you. You’re wasting so much energy on developing avoidance strategies. How to avoid talking to someone. How to avoid answering your phone. How to avoid having to ask if the book you need is available. When you walk all you do is stare at the ground in order to avoid seeing how people look at you. You are literally more afraid of making mistakes than anything else, because all you’ve learned as a child was having to be perfect at something the first time you do it, and not being allowed to let out your feelings. You’re afraid everybody is going to laugh at you and to make fun of you if you, only for one second, drop your mask and stop trying to be perfect, and this is where your nightmares come from, but you are allowed to fail, you don’t have to be perfect all the time, you are allowed to show your feelings, and you are good the way you are. Girl, you’re enough.
My aunt today (via paralian-s)
Posted 2 months ago

You’re never too (anything) for God.

You’re never too (anything) for God.

(Source: lovechangeseverythang)

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spiritualinspiration:

Paul prayed in Ephesians 1:19 that we would understand the exceeding greatness of God’s power for those who believe. Notice the power is only activated when we believe. That means right now the Creator of the universe is just waiting to release healing, restoration, favor, promotion, abundance. The only catch is that we have to believe.

I think about Mary, the mother of Christ. When she was a teenager, the angel came to her and said, “You’re going to have a child without knowing a man.” Her first thought was, “That’s impossible. That’s never happened before. That defies the laws of nature.” She said to the angel, “How can this be?” He answered back, “The Spirit of the Lord will come on you and cause it to happen.”

I love the way Mary responded. She didn’t argue with him. She didn’t try to talk herself out of it. She simply said, “Be it unto me even as you have said.”

Has God placed a dream in your heart that seems impossible? If you will choose to believe, then His strength will rise up in you. His ability will supersede your ability, and the greatness of His power will bring to pass every dream and every desire He has placed within you!

Posted 2 months ago
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Winter in Stamford, Lincolnshire | by Zbigniew Siwik

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Winter in Stamford, Lincolnshire | by Zbigniew Siwik

Posted 3 months ago
You are not brave because you said no, or brave because you ran away, or because you looked love in the face and said “not today.” There is nothing courageous about the way you left me, open handed, palms outwards, waiting. I was standing at your door and I was saying “I will take you as you are if you will do the same for me.” You didn’t know how to. No one had taught you that wanting someone desperately is like sliding out of your clothes and out of your skin and laying yourself at their feet. All skin and no walls. All soul and no teeth, no metal, no keys. No one had shown you how lovely vulnerability can be. How proud it is to be naked in front of someone. Fully clothed, naked. Arms full of heart. Heart full of rain. Body like an olive branch, I am telling you that I love you today. I am telling you that I am not scared to be fragile in front of you. I am telling you that I trust you to look after my gentle. Keep it safe, don’t keep it hidden. They say that giving your name to someone is giving them power over you. I wrote my name on your wrists. I wrote it in your mouth. Whispered it into your ear. I said “here, this is who I am, do what you will with it. I am not scared. I am not frightened.” Even then, even after that, in that quiet rain filled room I watched you stitch yourself back up again and turn away, I watched you do it without me. I kept my hands open anyway, just in case. Here, the mattress is asking you what you’re doing. Here, the walls have known how you sound when you murmur my name. Here, everything is wondering where your brave is. Where has your courage gone? Where is your wolf? I know that you can feel in colours that haven’t been invented yet. I know that you’re trembling beneath your soldier body. I would have loved you enough for the both of us. Until then, I will run through the streets after dark holding a sign that says ‘I SURVIVED LOVING A MAN WHO DID NOT KNOW HOW TO LOVE ME BACK AND IT WAS GLORIOUS.’
Azra.T “not leaving your heart wide open was the most cowardly thing you’ll ever do”  (via 5000letters)
Posted 3 months ago

Don’t fall in love with her outline. Spend a lifetime memorizing her. Remember the mouth of the girl who bit the horizon. She was the one who tried to peel the stars from the sky.

When they opened her chest, they found her poems stuffed inside her heart gnawing. She never meant for the words to leak, but she was always messy with poetry.
outline”, n.a (via sailingaugust)