Meet me where happiness doesn’t feel like a false spring.
SCHUYLERI allow myself to be a weathervane; receive every feeling that greets the shore of me.
More Schuyler Quotes
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I’m writing about moving again, and when I write about moving, I really mean beginning. I’m beginning again.
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I still know the fabric of where I begin and end.
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Change is not a four letter curse word I once believed it to be.
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My love lives in my cheeks – gives me away by the first smile. all the lines from years spent laughing, warm with extra freckles in the summer; a poker face that doesn’t keep once my knees fold.
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For now, I’ll bring what I can to my own four walls. I recognize the purpose, the promise of this: a church is made by its space, by its practices.
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I descend into an unopened sky, the ocean floor, the final embrace of a graveyard. Find your fill of me before my blue pales like a sour moon.
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Your anger, your sorrow, your fear, are okay to feel through, no matter how big it feels now.
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Take me back to the evergreen trees; to the sunlight through the leaves, the bending ferns and fronds. The pitter of the rain, the smooth rocks sleeping under moss. Take me back to the life I know before this body.
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I don’t want to be a saint, I want a love I don’t fight alone to keep.
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There will be a time where this hurts less and it will not mean it didn’t matter. It means that in the face of feeling something precious slip in my hands, I will always find a way back to myself.
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I know I could be an astronomer of this swooning.
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I sit on the bare floor, leave my palms unturned, and watch relief pool into one hand, and uncertainty in the next. I will try not to lean more one way or another, but let them hold each other as company.
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I’m remembering again, how loneliness has always made me brave.
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How radiant you are, waiting by the window, watching for the sun to grant you more time to dance beneath it. You’ve let yourself dream again. Even if its in bites, even if it’s in a different voice than it used to be.
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In a dream, I’m holding you close and when I wake, I do. How lucky, to want and have.
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