This morning it was not my alarm clock that coaxed me out of bed, but my belief that today was going to be beautiful.
Over the years, I’ve learned fear as a reflex and finally, finally I feel my body making space for hope. Perhaps I can decide when and how I am swept up.
I want to plant both feet firmly in the full spectrum of human emotion and allow myself to bloom not despite, but because I allow myself to experience it all.
How many beautiful moments have I thought myself out and away from?
How many days did I miss the sky for the traffic? The laughter for the worry?
This morning I believed today was going to be beautiful.
And look now at the sun’s warm glow. The taste of my tea. The smell of coffee. The feel of my pen in my hand. The swell of music. The echo of laughter.
Today is beautiful.
Ada Simone 
it really is very nice and beautiful outside. Can’t wait for spring ❤
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Spring!! Me too. That’s always when I feel like I return to myself. 💕
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Gullll you should check out my blog ;))))
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I will!! So soon! Promise. Currently trying to dig my way out of a massive pile of work, but I will have time for joyful things (like reading your blog) soon. 💃🏻
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I think you’ll enjoy reading mine and lord spooks posts…. Check out grillbys, (spooks) damn, and smiley (mine)
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Eeeek. Can’t wai.
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*wait
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“Over the years, I’ve learned fear as a reflex” that is such a cool and smart way to associate fear!
“I want to plant my feet firmly in the full spectrum of human emotion…” I LOVE this line😭 💗 it reminds me of my latest post
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I love you, comment Queen. Imma catch up on your posts soon!
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Literally nothing better than a beautiful day, especially when it’s described live that!
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the sky for the traffic, holy c
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I really enjoyed this post, loved it 🙂
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