It never fails to amaze me, just how in tune I feel sometimes. I've been avoiding certain thoughts/feeling/emotions, only to find that the seed I planted in my ethereal garden of love, was one of bitterness. It blossomed, into this thorny thing. Less like a cactus, and more like a rose. Even though this thorny thing poked me, and hurt me, it was too beautiful to let go.
Last night, after some rather intense happenings, I let the idea that love hurts, go. I uprooted that thorny bitter thing, I thanked it for it's purpose, and role in my life; and in it's place, I planted something beautiful. Love heals.
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