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Do Not Be Ashamed - journal entry no. 5

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For a long time my outlook on saying 'I love you' has been, save it. In other words don't overuse it or it will mean less when you say it to someone you really love vs. when you say it to someone because you really love the thing they just said or did. You're welcome for that run on sentence. I think my viewpoint has changed. For one, the phrase is just that, a phrase, it wasn't created in this world with an economic value that goes up or down depending on how much it is or isn't used. It doesn't work like that. I also believe telling someone you love them because you truly do love them, you love how they have existed and showed up in your life, is very distinct from the I love you to someone who did or said something awesome. Of course the two can overlap as well. Finally I think that we are at a place in the world where sharing and spreading love (didn't plan to get this cliché *eye roll*) is important. Don't be ashamed of telling someone t...

Moon-Rise, Jean Starr Untermeyer - a poem to remind you that life is beautiful

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MOON-RISE We walked contentedly along,  So at home in the night,  That when I saw a cozy, yellow moon  Reflected in a warm and shallow pool,  It seemed the comfortable lamp on my table  Mirrored in my cup of tea. ♡♡♡

In Passing by Lisel Mueller - poem to remind you that life is beautiful

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Pretty soon it will be a month since my last post.. I am not sure that anyone reads my posts but I still like, or at one point liked, making them.  I've been really busy and stressed with school recently so my weekly posts have been pushed to the side.  Here's my plan: I have acquired many poms that I adore and find beautiful that remind me about the beauty of life.  For the next four to six weeks I will post a poem on here as well as on my Instagram.  I hope that you like reading a possibly new poem or receiving a reminder that life can be beautiful as well.    In Passing How swiftly the strained honey  of afternoon light  flows into darkness and the closed bud shrugs off  its special mystery  in order to break into blossom: as if what exists, exists  so that it can be lost  and become precious Lisel Mueller ♡♡♡