Brattita

Brattita

Miau.

I’m not overly dramatic or exaggerate my feelings.

Everything is enhanced.

Easily receptive of energy.

Some say it’s a psychological response.

Phenomena of living in a modern world.

We all get it, ¿don’t we?

I know there’s more of us who don’t get seduced by the obsession.

Still, I romanticize like no other. And it used to be worse.

Childish I guess.

Growing up is learning that infatuation is just the excitement of getting to know someone.

That heartbreak is expecting things to go as you want them. Idealizations.

Meet with the situation every time, because we’re not ever the same people.

It’s beautiful, not ساد

That’s why death is like a distant relative to me.

Simultaneously, it’s also a rebirth.

I cut my hair and it grows again; but they’re never the same strands that fell down to the floor yesterday.

Bangs.

I trim my own, and they’re never quite perfect.

But neither am I.

Even last night.

Something in me twists, and I look back today & I’m very sorry for how I took offense-

To insignificant words.

When you couldn’t meet me where I was not even at.

Like when you talk just to talk.

We all love taking up space, there’s no reason to be ashamed.

I will teach my children to be loud and messy.

Lions.

Because to hold so much radiance, one must know to be protective of how and where we’re projecting it.

Still they will know how to laugh, how to dance in public without a shot of shame in their body, how to ask for help and speak up, and I will hear and see them.

Witnessing.

Unconditional love is learning to be present and allowing the organic process of life.

Mature and be proud of how old you are.

Wisdom is the power of those who wish to honor that they’ve been through a hard long journey.

Not everyone does.

Judgement free zone.

I actually don’t believe god will judge you.

She’s  above deception.

Already knows what you did not.

You are who you are.

That’s all up to you.

Who you want to be.

The hardest thing to do is choose our own life.

Nothing comes without a cost.

Time or energy.

My children will know that love is the most important tool for their support.

And I owe it to them to not corrupt my own perception of what love feels like, how it touches you, the way it treats you when it prioritizes you.

I owe it to my ancestors and my descendants to honor that love and soften with it.

To be more gentle and kind.

Loving like I’m worthy of every delight on earth, opened to the fullest and so specific with my tending.

Loving like I’m actually trying to learn what loving is like.

Unconditional and yet forever changing.

Committed to the love of learning, the learning of life rooted in love.

On behalf of my ancestors and as a vow to my descendants.