Her…

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All she wanted was to find a place to stretch her bones.
A place to lengthen her smiles and spread her hair.
A place where her legs could walk without cutting and bruising.
A place unchained.
She was born out of ocean breath.
I remind her;
‘Stop pouring so much of yourself into the hearts that have no room for themselves.
Do not thin yourself.
Be Vast.
You do not bring the ocean to a river.’
~ Tapiwa Mugabe

 

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Love….?

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“They say a good love is one that sits you down, gives you a drink of water, and pats you on top of the head. But I say a good love is one that casts you into the wind, sets you ablaze, makes you burn through the skies and ignite the night like a phoenix; the kind that cuts you loose like a wildfire and you can’t stop running simply because you keep on burning everything that you touch! I say that’s a good love; one that burns and flies, and you run with it!” ~ C. JoyBell C.

Existence

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Pighle neelam sa behta hua yeh samaan, neeli neeli si khamoshiyan, na kahin hai zameen na kahin aasmaan … sarsaraati huyi tehniyan pattiyan, keh rahi hai ki bas ek tum ho yahan … sirf main hoon meri saansein hai aur meri dhadkane, aisi gehraiyan, aisi tanhaiyan, aur main sirf main … apne hone pe mujhko yakeen aa gaya ~ Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara

*This moment flows like a molten sapphire with deep blue silence, neither there is the earth nor the sky … the rustling branches and leaves, are saying that only you are here … only me, my breathe and my heartbeat, the deepness, the loneliness, and me and only me … all makes me believe in my existence*

The Sun will rise!

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And I know what I have to do now. I gotta keep breathing. Because tomorrow the sun will rise. Who knows what the tide could bring? ~ Cast Away

 

Solitude

 

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Given enough time, you could convince yourself that loneliness was something better, that it was solitude, the ideal condition for reflection, even a kind of freedom.

What if….?

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“What” and “If” are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if?

I don’t know how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love, then it’s never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn’t it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart. I don’t know what a love like Juliet’s feels like: love to leave loved ones for, love to cross oceans for, but I’d like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I’d have the courage to seize it. ~ Letters to Juliet

Travel

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Travel. As much as you can. As far as you can. Life is not meant to be lived in one place!

Happy 2015!