In October… let it be a growing season, of change… of turning… of shedding…
– butterflies rising
“she makes everything beautiful… everything about her is made of soul”
– butterflies rising
“keep letting go
of all of these things that
hurt to hold on to”
– butterflies rising
“she’s flower-sweet and fire-wild”
– butterflies rising
“sometimes, letting go is an exorcism.”
– butterflies rising