How to Breathe…

If you ever find yourself empty from something you cannot know or name,

find a stretch of ocean, a field or a mountainside,

or even clouds or trees.

Because there are 1,000 simple ways to fill your tired soul so that you can remember how to be,

how to see, and most importantly, how to breathe.

– Victoria Erikson

Blencathra

 

Atom for Atom…

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The world is heavy, but your bones (just a cubic inch) can hold 19,000 lbs

Ounce for ounce they are stronger than steel

atom for atom you are more precious than diamond

and the stars have died so that you may live

You need to remember these things, when you say that you are weak and worthless.

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The rage of a storm…

You are not delicate

You are skinny dipping at 2am.
You are the reverberating echoes of a curse word
Ricocheting off the steeply sloping sides of a mountain.
You are snow on bare skin
In the deepest depths of winter.
You are the heat of a wildfire,
The rage of a storm.
Delicate things are pretty – cute, even.
But you are not delicate.
You are wild and lewd and unpredictable.

You are breathtaking.
You are beautiful.

 
Ullswater