#growth and healing are hard!

[wanderingmaskdragons]

piano dragon

🎹

[thepeacefulgarden]

[ontheoutside-lookingin]

“She’s so sweet she’s always going out of her way to help others” quick someone give that girl all the love and safe space she deserves before being “sweet” (pathological people pleasing as a trauma response) destroys her and leaves behind a bitter empty shell of a person

[trees-of-valinor]

"He was as noble and fair as an elf-lord, as strong as a warrior, as wise as a wizard, as venerable as a king of dwarves, and as kind as summer."

is such an amazing character description. All of it lends to the image of a being who is very stately and aged, but "kind as summer" in particular is incredibly evocative. Even if you generally dislike summer (like me), you can't help but know what it means.

It just conjures up the image and feeling of the softest most beautiful day, golden sunlight, flowers and meadows. Just life. And there is strength in summer. The heat of the sun, and summer is all about vitality and growth.

That short phrase says so much and shows Elrond's character so well. After everything he's been through, he still has so much life and strength.

He manages to show so much softness and kindness to people who come to him and his home for help, and is a person of healing, and the fact that he is able to be so and to remain so kind is his strength.

[yourhealingjournal]

we have suffered enough; we’re allowed to be happy

[hippy-little-titty-witch]

Part of this period of growth I’ve been working through has to do with my relationship to divine masculine energy—how I perceive, engage with, think of, and relate to it.

The biggest realization from that part of the work is how I really need a partner who can hold and support my divine feminine energy—I need to be nurtured in order to flourish; cared for on all levels: physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual.

Working in my field, within both my career and my education, can be mentally demanding and emotionally exhausting—but it’s where I find purpose and meaning. My plate is constantly full, I am consistently busy and hustling AND showing up for my people and my dog and for myself.

Thus, I need someone who can step in and show up for me in the ways I show up for others. I need someone to care for me in the ways I forget to care for myself.

And those are my thoughts on a Friday morning :)

[glennriley49]

Through the Storms

We began as fireworks in the night,

Lighting shadows with a dazzling sight.

Each word, sweet honey on the tongue,

Moments cherished, songs unsung.

But as twilight stretched, we lost our way,

Whispers sharpened, turned to fray.

When sparks grew dim, and warmth withdrew,

Lonely winds of silence blew.

Are we ready for the storms ahead,

The stinging rain, the paths we dread?

Love’s no tale of endless cheer,

It’s both the laughter and the tear.

Through deserts vast, forests deep,

We’ll seek the home our hearts would keep.

To touch that distant, sunlit shore,

We face the storm, endure once more.

Insecurity, a silent shade,

Jealousy, a thief well-played.

When joy falters, silence reigns,

Drowning echoes, unvoiced pains.

Promises once carved in gold,

Now crack under the strain they hold.

Yet still I rise, to fight, to mend,

To brave what’s broken, to defend.

Are we ready for the storms to come,

When voices falter, hearts go numb?

Love’s no tale spun from ease,

It’s the tempest and the breeze.

Through barren sands, tangled trees,

We’ll chase our hope, though on our knees.

To reach that paradise unknown,

We face the storm, and face it alone.

Each scar a testament, each tear a verse,

In pain we grow, for better or worse.

When arms entwine, when blame recedes,

We find the strength our story needs.

Let’s sit, let’s speak, and dare to trust,

For love demands, not gold but dust.

If we desire to watch it bloom,

We must brave the storm, clear the gloom.

Are we ready for the storms we fear,

The bitter truths, the falling tear?

Love’s no fable, dressed in light,

It’s the daybreak and the night.

Through paths unknown, we’ll chart our course,

Through doubt, through hope, through pure remorse.

To find the peace, the dream reborn,

We stand together, weather-worn.

Take my hand, through torrents fierce,

Hearts as armor, words to pierce.

Nothing treasured comes with ease,

But it's worth the fight, through storm, through peace.

Are we ready, battle-bound,

For love that bends but stays profound?

Through every high and every low,

This love, our anchor, will only grow.

@raceyrhymes @samcrosfaith

@ladyeckland28 @solesofwonder

[dearjewels22]

real shit. meditate on this word.

[mrkmciver]

Reflect Healing

[lifewandererthoughts]

Metamorphosis

From someone I thought I was in love with to just friends to now almost complete strangers.

You once said that sometimes people grow apart because that's life. And I said that when someone really wants to make things happen, they make a way.

I'm tired of being the only one making an effort. Of being the only one who gives a $h1t about what we had.

It's easy to blame that people grow apart when you are the one pushing people away

So I'm done. I need to heal and live the amazing life that I know it's out there for me. I really hope that you learn how to treat people well before it's too late and you are left all by yourself. I really hope you find someone who makes you see that being vulnerable might bring incredible things that outweigh the risks.

Good luck.

[thepeacefulgarden]

[fregget-frou]

@autisticempathydaemon said they loved my Angel listener (along with everything else it was SO SWEETTT OMLLL<333) so here’s a doodle for you! They’re also one of my favorites!

Look at that face.

Full of mischief.

Some fun facts about them: they’re native! Specifically they could be from the Salishan (but I don’t know too much so I leave it ambiguous) and are half Filipino, born and raised in British Columbia, Canada around Vancouver. They were raised by their mom and brothers, then moving to dahlia for college.

They originally planned to secure a high end job in Vancouver just going to California for school but they met David. They still visit their family as often as they can.

They’re 5’4, the shortest listener! Aklag is still beefy and could definitely throw David over their head. Their callouses are from being raised on a farm, and they’re starting to fade now.

I took them out of another story I made a while ago so I’m still trying to tweak them seamlessly so I’ll actually maybe probably not but make a backstory sheet for my listeners?

Thank you sm for your words and I hope you like it!

[midnightshaze13]

I'm at a turning point in my life, a month-long sick leave, many things from the past in the process of assimilation, changes in myself on a deeper, significant level, introspection, psychologist, talking, childhood wounds, attachment issues, not-so-healthy relationships... With that comes a lot of healing, many big emotions that it has moved.

The Tortured Poets Department sounds like what I'm experiencing these times: hard emotions, realizations and just a tiny little bit of growth. 🤍

[her-thoughts-zone]

[starryvomit]

it’s okay to be angry at the injustice of somebody hurting you.

[thefleshyougoveggie]

a really important thing i think you need to learn in life is to be proud of yourself for your accomplishments. and i mean like, really proud!!

there are several reasons for this, for example, you are the one who truly knows how hard it’s been to accomplish said thing, you are the one who’s struggled most and who’ll notice the change most and sometimes other people won’t even know the thing you accomplished is even an accomplishment for you-because everyone is different!!