We are worthy. We are capable. We are loved.

Especially when we're sick and tired or when we feel like laying in bed all day. Or when we actually do nothing the whole day. I want to remind us that this doesn't mean we're not productive, not capable or not worthy.

We're still as worthy as before, we're still as loved as before. It's just that our bodies and minds need to rest.
We actually need to rest regularly, but sometimes we forget that.

Now that I am sick I realized that and it's a relief to be there for myself although I feel so unproductive. I am loved. And you are, too. No matter what you're doing or not doing.

i am all alone
please don't lie and say
i am loved
because that's simply not true
life is pointless
why would you ever say
there's hope for me

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A knot work spell is an easy way
To breathe magic into macrame.
An anchor knot for an aid
so I don’t drop my braid.

I try to tie well,
for each knot is a spell
I don’t want to unravel.

Carefully binding
to seal in my intentions.

A mantra, repeated with each loop.

I am loved,
I am loved,
I am loved.

I looked at the tombstone, cold and bare,
And all it spoke was love’s despair-
To love, to be loved, to hold for a while,

Behind me, the sky was bare,
A canvas stretched by emptiness
Men and women, faceless,
Feeding hunger that never knew a soul.

The sun bowed down, the hours slipped away,
But the clock kept ticking, as if to say-
That the soul, unmeasured, keeps no time,
Lost in the race,

At the hospital’s quiet edge,
Where life wavered between the inhale and the eternal,
I asked the frail what they carried into the void.
Their lips trembled, but only love spilled forth:
“To be loved, to have loved.

I'll never be the mechanic
that can show you how to fix a flat tire.
And I'll never be the eagle scout
that can start a fire.
No, I'll never be your knight in shining armor. But I'll always be the one
that can make you smile.
Cause I'll always be the one you can talk to every once in awhile
when you want to feel wanted and loved.

What is it like?
What is it like to smell flowers in the Spring?
What is it like to feel safe and secure?
That feeling must feel like Heaven
Sweet, warm, Heaven.

What is it like to trust someone with your life;
To wakeup to someone you're loving life with?
To get one hundred percent of love from someone?
What is it like to be loved?
Properly.

The fog slowly slips away as I figure out what to say.
Putting pen to paper or voice to words to ensure that I. AM. HEARD.

Though this vice may be small,
I have hopes that I can reach you all.

Don’t be scared of what people think. Let your words fly not sink!

You are beautiful!
You are loved!

But most of all ….

You are ENOUGH.

You are loved far beyond measure
You are the Father's greatest treasure
More beautiful than diamonds, more precious by far
In His loving eyes, you outshine the brightest star
The world rates your value with fancy graphs and charts
But God looks deeper into your very heart of hearts
He has loved you from before time ever began
He has carved you into the palm of his hand
You may be small; you may be weak or insecure
But all that He sees instead is a loving heart so pure
He sees someone He can use, someone He can build
A masterpiece in the hands of a master so skilled
He thinks the world of you: in fact, He gave you the world
Lean into the wind and fly on wings of hope unfurled
If you ever doubt my love look upon that cross which I, dying, lay
I poured out my heart, my love, my life for you that fateful day
Not even death would keep me from loving you
The only thing I ask is that you love me too
I love you for always, I love you forever
And I hope one day we will be together
But for now, just know, I am always very near
When you kneel to pray you will find me here
I am close as your heartbeat, your very next breath
My love will follow you beyond life to life eternal after death
I love you; I love you; I love you. I love you and you are mine
And by this wondrous love you will be, for the world, a living sign

I fell harder but you fell for another.
I loved you but you adored her .
I was yours but you weren't mine.
I was on your left but she was on your right .
I was left behind and you were right there on her side .
I was crying but she was dying
I shined liked the moon but she blinded you like the sun.
I gave you my heart but you gave me your mind .
You craved her but I loved you.
Yes, It was my fault that I tripped over my own heart and fell till death did us apart but you died with her while she was still in your arms.
We still had the red string that attached us to one another so maybe you will find me in the after life and love me while I would not love you.