What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Weird At Intimacy

“How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.”

— Nina LaCour / Hold Still (via bnmxfld)

You ever hear that old chestnut about how most people neglect the part of the story of Icarus where he also had to avoid flying too low, lest the spray of the sea soak his feathers and cause him to fall and drown? You ever think about how different the world would be if Icarus died that way instead? If the idiom was to Fly To Close To The Sea? A warning against playing it far too safe, about not stretching your wings and soaring properly? You ever think about how Icarus died because he was happy?

“I have so much to say to you that l am afraid I shall tell you nothing.”

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Dearest swirly brain,

I know that most days you hate yourself.

You hate feeling so out of control, so burdensome.

Dark fog and rapid heat consume every fold, every corner.

You want peace, or relief.

But dearest swirly brain, you are more.

You are a culmination of decades of feelings and LIFE.

Vibrancy and light and contrast.

You are always moving.

Evolving. Changing. Learning.

You are so wildly and authentically human.

April, 1932 The diary of Anaïs Nin [Volume One: 1931-1934]

The Kiss, Auguste Rodin 1840 -1917            

Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "White Owl Flies Into and Out of the Field," featured in A Century of Poetry in the New Yorker

heart mind to mind conversations 🎀

Can I come with you? Wherever you're going?