People have been washed away by less. I’ll take every step gently. So often, you can’t tell the rush of a riptide until you’re already at sea.
SCHUYLERThere 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.
More Schuyler Quotes
-
-
In a dream, my fingertips pulse. I’ll be patient in my blooming. In a dream, I let time pass through open hands.
SCHUYLER -
I know I could be an astronomer of this swooning.
SCHUYLER -
Please come here, but not too close.
SCHUYLER -
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.
SCHUYLER -
I want to wade into the water on the sidewalk, crawl out of this feeling without giving it a name. Take a lighter to love’s sticky edges so its sadness isn’t caught in my throat.
SCHUYLER -
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.
SCHUYLER -
If every feeling comes like a wave, I try to decide what kind of coastline I’ll become.
SCHUYLER -
I’m remembering again, how loneliness has always made me brave.
SCHUYLER -
I’m writing about moving again, and when I write about moving, I really mean beginning. I’m beginning again.
SCHUYLER -
I never lose pieces of me, I just gain new understanding.
SCHUYLER -
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.
SCHUYLER -
The world will be loud again. I’ll notice the loneliness less.
SCHUYLER -
I will still live like a ghost in the mornings; walking, listening, pouring coffee to finish sometime by the afternoon, when I’ve had enough of watching the world and do all I can to live in it.
SCHUYLER -
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.
SCHUYLER -
Your anger, your sorrow, your fear, are okay to feel through, no matter how big it feels now.
SCHUYLER