“i know you squeeze into tight spaces
with the hope that you may fit
without aching.
there are spaces meant for you
that will not require you to bend
in order to belong safely.”
good grief, brianna pastor #PTSD #trauma #safety #hope #love #connection #healing #psychology #books #quote
“we often hand our tension over to others without understanding that it wasn’t ours to begin with. someone passed it to us, and so we pass it to the next person, and they to the next, until it lands in the hands of someone with the tools to process it and let it go. the more of us who are open to inner work, the more points there will be in the giant web of humanity where harm will not be able to spread.”
“i need you to meet me in the roomwhere identity meets safetythe room where we gather—to learn what this feels likeso that we can replicate this same roomwithin ourselves” good grief, brianna pastor
“if anyone is magically going to appearand suddenly make your life better,just know that personis always going to be you” good grief, brianna pastor
“there are people waiting to meet you.
people waiting to love you.
there are places that stand still
until you’ve stepped foot in them.
something really beautiful
could happen for you in the morning.
there is so much waiting for your arrival.
arrive there.”
good grief, brianna pastor #poetry #hope #love #psychology
Though we do not wholly believe it yet, the interior life is a real life, and the intangible dreams of people have a tangible effect on the world.
—James Baldwin
“sometimes, i consider myselfto be the windsometimes, i consider myselfto be the anchorsometimes, i know that without a doubt,i am the oceanbut only the open sky can seewhat i really am” good grief, brianna pastor “you need both the light and the dark. one does not exist without the other. to sweep your darkness underContinue reading “Comforting Thought: Sometimes I’m the wind”
“i take great comfort in knowingthere are even better versions of myselfthat i haven’t hugged yet” good grief, brianna pastor
“I thought how the sun blazes for everyone just so joyfully as it rises
under the lashes of my own eyes, and I thought I am so many!” – Sunrise by Mary Oliver
If it is your nature to be happy, you will swim away along the soft trails for hours, your imaginationalighting everywhere.” – Morning Poem by Mary Oliver
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