In That Instant, I Started Seeing My Body As My Ally, And I Started Nurturing A New Belief That I Could

In that instant, I started seeing my body as my ally, and I started nurturing a new belief that I could trust my body to tell me the truth. Pain, after all, is the body talking. Panic is the body talking. More times than not the message is simply, ‘There is more to heal.’

Andrea Gibson (via wordsnquotes)

Tell me it gets better. Ask me about the dreamer that died. Give me a reason to not get comfortable in this skin. Show me the silver lining, the most attenuated form as it might be in. Remind me about the goodness in people, one that the dreamer could once so promptly and vividly recognize. Remind me. Of the strength she had, that they admired. Make me believe that this too, shall pass. Let me live, leave.

girl-in-blue (via wnq-writers)

You know I have been to Hell and back I have shed as many skins as they are flames in a fire and I – Lost many pilgrims along the way But the sun still rises and I wish you could see me now You would say I am the strongest woman you have ever known

Simone Desso, Back From the Dead (via wnq-writers)

There is a kingdom in me, and sometimes it is burning. Sometimes, I let it. I promise never to hide this from you. That is my vow. I promise to be an open mouth. I promise to stay fractured. I promise to be imperfect. I promise to be the bravest broken window you’ve ever seen.

Caitlyn Siehl, Difficult (via thatsyourgold)

We happily accept that we can love more than one child, parent, sibling, teacher, friend or pet. When you think of it like that, isn’t the total exclusiveness that we expect of spousal love positively weird?

Richard Dawkins, The God Delusion  (via fyp-science)