The little girl

Honor the little girl inside of you, the little girl

that was abused, hurt, abandoned, who felt she

was never enough. Let her feel safe, let her 

know she is loved, tell her everyday. Make her

feel so special, she deserves it, keep her clean

and warm and nourish her with the nutritious

foods. Let her feel free. Let her embrace the 

things she loved doing, skating in the park,

jumping on the trampoline, painting, running,

swimming, making sandcastles, girly

sleepovers, making stories, playing dressup. It

might sound silly, it might sound irrelevant but

honouring the little kid inside of you is going to

bring you so much joy and fulfilment. That little

version of you, still exists, and deserves to be

honoured. Give yourself the love and care, and

joy that was stolen from you as a child.

Patterns

memories follow such old patterns. I don’t remember what i had for dinner last night, but i remember sitting in my first- grade classroom, listening to my grey-haired teacher talk about flames.

“be careful”, she said, ” they look pretty when they flicker but they can easily become a fire.’

years have passed since then, but it’s a lesson that has never left me. it comes back in the form of a perfectly timed raindrop that rolls lazily down my spine just seconds before the sound of thunder.

years have passed and this pattern has somehow found its way to people too. my eyes drowsily trace around his fingertips and suddenly i am that same little girl sitting cross-legged on the classroom floor wondering.

will things always be most beautiful night before they destroy you?