Why Would You Ever Let Go of Perfection?

“We fall in love not with the person, but with the story we tell ourselves about them.” —Alain de Botton The Stories We Tell Ourselves About People We Don’t Really Know There is something intoxicating about an untouchable ideal. A person who, in our minds, gleams under the soft glow of imagined perfection, flawless, magnetic, […]

The Heart Keeps the Score

“Every mark upon the heart is a memory, not of breaking—but of surviving.” Hearts aren’t always red, not simply the color of roses, of wine, of the fervent beats within a lover’s chest. Sometimes they’re tinted with darker lines, black and blue, shadows of bruises left by unseen blows. Black, like the midnight realms of […]

The Art of Growing Still

Let this be your reminder:you don’t have to bloom on demand.Even in stillness, you are growing. I am the gardenerwho wakes with the sun,bare hands in the earth,bare heart to the sky.I plant with intention,but I do not rush bloom.I trust the silencebetween seed and stem. I am the gardenthat grows from within,roots deep with […]

Shattered Things

Shattered Things “He called it love,but only ever stayedfor the sound of things breaking.”   He only loves the things that crack beneath his touch. Only wants what is fragile enough to fit in his hands, only stays long enough to watch it break.   I have been glass before. I have been porcelain, smooth […]