You are loved (as is)
I feel like a mess so much of the time. Like I'm coming apart at the seams.
Maybe I am.
Maybe that's what growing feels like. Gibran's "breaking the shell of your understanding." Maybe phoenix cycles of death and rebirth are less glamorous and more blood, sweat, and tears (and a few choice swear words).
“You are loved,” positive printable artwork by The Phoenix Soul, held by a person wearing overalls
We are growing, despite/because of it all.
We are (already) loved, just as we are. Mess and all.
We are (already) more than worthy--just by being here, by breathing, by being who we are.
“You are loved,” positive printable artwork by The Phoenix Soul, framed on a mantel
