you are the sun
warming my face
while i sit precariously
on the edge of some
far away tall place. 
and you are the
smell of rain in summer
musky and sweet and calm. 
you are a house - built with 
strong bones and a kitchen
that smells inevitably 
like coffee and warmth.
you are blue and green
and gray like the sea.
soothing and beautiful,
filled with mystery, still. 
you are laughter and safety,
a joke poised on pursed lips
and light so bright
the sun is only a dark smudge.
you are are music
and dancing
spinning in time with mother earth;
melodies that i hope
i hear forever. 




It’s true you know. You are. Whoever you are, sitting there reading this. Maybe you’ve had a hard day and it really sucked and you’re doubting yourself. Maybe you had a fabulous day and you still feel kind of ugly on the inside anyway. It doesn’t really matter, to be honest. You’re still beautiful and fabulous and amazing. Mirrors lie. People lie. BUT — this is the truth. Whoever you are, you are beautiful and don’t you dare let anyone tell you otherwise. It doesn’t matter what the scale says, what size pants you wear, or even whether your purple. I’ve never seen a purple person, but if that’s you – you’re freaking beautiful. Go, go right now! Look in the mirror and tell yourself how beautiful you are. Accept your hotness and loveliness and be happy. Love yourself. You deserve it. You do!!!