We are all gifted in different ways we are made as infinity plays and giggles expressing its abundance in form
but it is so hard to remember when the strictness of dogma and judgement get in the way
art is powerful but an act of kindness is just as profound
we are all gifted all these little desires make us just right and prepare for what is meant for us what feels so familiar it cannot leave us
I think about all the times we beat ourselves up for not being good at something or not having a specific characteristic.
“Why can’t I be good at ______.” I think we’re all made to fit into a little puzzle and when we find the right place and the right people we light up the most.
I see that everything that makes me odd to some makes me beautiful to others and those are my kind of people :)