Inhale

I want you to tell me about every person you've ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you. Tell me about a day in your life you didn't think you'd live through. Tell me what the word "home" means to you. I want to know the first time you felt the weight of hate, and if that day still trembles beneath your bones. Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain? See, I want to know what you think of your first name, and if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mother's joy when she spoke it for the very first time. I want you to tell me all the ways you've been unkind. Tell me all the ways you've been cruel. I wanna know more than what you do for a living, I want to know how much of your life you spend just giving, and if you also love yourself enough to receive sometimes. I want to know if you bleed sometimes through other people's wounds....I want to peek at the flames in your eyes

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"

Awake, my dear.

Be kind
to your sleeping heart.

Take it out
into the vast fields
of Light

And let it
breathe.

"
- Hafiz, from Awake, My Dear (via violentwavesofemotion)

(via actualizedpotential)