Everything I have ever done to avoid the truth of myself has been derailing. Telling the truth became my freedom. It’s letting go of the idea that something is shameful about my story or who I am. It’s letting go of all the stories of what might happen and letting be what is. It’s easier. It’s better. It’s freedom. Be yourself. Tell the truth.
Erin Brown (via liquid-diamonds-flowing)
The mind will continue to give birth to the next thought, the next concern and judgment on life. The effect depends on how attached your are to what the mind produces.
Mon (via annandama)
I will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers. I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air, alive, with closed eyes.
E.E. Cummings (via splitterherzen)