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"When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid."
~Audre Lorde
“If you share a true soul connection, one of the most undisputed signs is that you both simultaneously heal. You both have what the other needs to simply help repair one another's soul. There won't be a moment spent togetherwhere you don't come away having not learnt something of great importance, that expands your soul and reveals an even deeper connection within you both.” - Words by Jen ©️
it's not complicated
We don't experience the same rain. Some have umbrellas 🌂 some have roofs, and some only have themselves. That's why we should be kinder, slow to judge 👩⚖️ and quicker to understand. You'll never know how heavy someone's rain 🌧 is until you've stood where they are.
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Sensitivity is my specialty.
Not a weakness, a frequency.
I tap in where others numb and flee, I read the room, the weather, the lie behind the mouth. They say I'm too sensitive for this world, but I feel what they bury, dodge, and curl. Every side-eye, every slick remark, slides off my skin and strikes a spark. The shade they throw doesn't stick or stay, it feeds the edge, the solar rays, I blaze. What was meant to make me small tuned my sight, refined my call. I don't flinch, I learn, I feel. I don't dull this gift. I wield it. I yield it. What you call “too sensitive” is the mark that lets me see through you.
Steer clear 😉