9.04.2016

choices and changes ~


the shadow of a idea,
the swirling whisper of a dream,
the absence of a person,
and suddenly
I was voicing a thought over the kitchen table the next morning.

the dear one stopped walking
and we conversed for a bit before I had to rush off.
(but when I left, it was with a smile)

*JUST EXISTING* IS NOT OKAY
i am learning to thrive // not just survive.
i am learning to serve Him // not just be around them.

(i gave her my two weeks notice yesterday afternoon)

and tonight as the long weekend stretched before me
my arms wrapped around my legs and early fall wind in my hair
tipping my head back to drink in the sight of so many stars
i  f e e l   s o 
a f r a i d
b u t
f r e e ~


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29 comments:

  1. The first photo is so nice, and I like the personality coming through in the others. :)

    But this though: *JUST EXISTING* IS NOT OKAY
    i am learning to thrive // not just survive.
    i am learning to serve Him // not just be around them.

    Yes, amen. Preach it. xx

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  2. *JUST EXISTING* IS NOT OKAY << ugh. I totally understand this as an introvert. something I struggle with a lot -- hence my blog name. lol.

    simply gorgeous pics, gal! <3

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  3. *JUST EXISTING* IS NOT OKAY-- everyone is commenting on that, but I have to, too, because it's just so perfect. I'm having to remind myself of that all the time.

    Your writing is gorgeous, and I'm in love with your photos. You're so talented.

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    1. Okay but we're learning, right?
      And thank you, Grace, for the compliments (this art thing, i'm learning too)

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  4. Also I was just made really happy because I read your About page and saw that you're an isfp- so am I! I've actually never met another isfp before so that just made my morning:) <3

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    1. ahhhhhhh this makes me so happy. let's do it. let's start a club.

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  5. Thank you for sharing this. I've been extremely overwhelmed by first few weeks of college and this post made me feel at peace. I've been focusing so much on my schoolwork that I'm not actually living, I'm surviving, like you said. It's been a tough couple of weeks but somehow I'm making it through. The images are so serene and the film-y-ness of them is the most gorgeous thing I've EVER seen. Thank you, dear, for creating this work of art. <3

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    1. you've got this, Eve.
      and thank you.
      we will learn things together :)

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  6. yo yo yo. just one second while i take a year to soak this up. there is so much here. goodness gracious. oh. awjaonadaagksla. so good.

    no words. you know.

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    1. yo yo yo how is it possible that you of all people got that feeling from this lil ole space.
      you're a gem.
      keep soaking it up.

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  7. I LOVE the fourth photo down! This is just so lovely.

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  8. hold up now. this broke my heart and made me realize what i needed. xx

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    1. hold up now, hold on.
      ( t h a n k y o u for being y o u )

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  9. wow ♥♥♥ and can we just take a moment to acknowledge that your photography is artwork? and that your words, verses, are gems?

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    1. W O W
      can I just take a moment to say THANK YOU

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  10. This is so beautiful, inspiring & thought-provoking -- thank you for it :)

    xx arushee

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    1. thank YOU for reading and thinking and just being here, A.

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  11. everything about this is stunning
    i want to copy and paste it into my soul plz ♥

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  12. My sophomore year of college I quite my job without a job to go to. It was scary, liberating, and made perfect sense. I worked on the farm. I worked on my studies. I worked on my art. I worked on me. God will provide.

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  13. The photos! THE POEM. <3 How do you do it?

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  14. Wow! This is breathtakingly beautiful.

    Serena | poetree

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