My heart is yearning to say something beautiful, but I feel like I have been sucked dry.
Again I have to use such a big part of my energy for controlling my fears.
But at least now I know how to manage with them, how to not let them overrule me.
I may have them with me for the rest of my life, but they are not me. My fears do not define me.
3 feathers:
You are right, we cannot let ourselves be defined by our fears. It is good that you are not letting them run rampant because they can so easily paralyze our souls.
Those creative juices will start flowing again, I know they will. <3
You brave, strong deer. ♥ x
*hi fairy*
in january.. sometimes the trees look like sticks.
but they are still trees.
your joy is frozen (i know this because mine is too)
we must thaw it out.. and let it grow.
we need to make magic again.
dust off that snow now.
lets light a candle.
♥
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