Feel

There are days when I stop, overwhelmed with the love I feel from people I know care deeply about me. 

 In the last year as I’ve fallen head first into community and discovering real friendships it’s brought me to tears many times. 
 
When I sit across from a friend and look deeply into their eyes and feel the pain they are in, or let them see my pain, my heart and my hurts – In those moment I feel love. 
 
When I let the tears flow and my heart show to people I trust… I feel love. 
 
When I tell the deepest secrets of my life and feel the pain and the shame in my heart, a physical pain of being exposed… and I let myself be covered in love and grace and let myself feel peace… I feel love. 
 
When I want to run and hide because I’m so scared of facing myself and how I’m reacting and what I’m believing about myself… and I stay and speak of my shame and own my hiding and running and I’m told ‘Thank you’ and ‘I love you’ and ‘you are not alone’… I feel love. 
 
When I sit in front of someone and tell them difficult things and receive love and acceptance from them… I feel love. 
 
When I stop and let my heart feel the hurt and pain of my past and the pain of relationship and community. And reach out and ask for my heart and self to be held and kept in that moment of pain… I feel love. 
 
I feel… 
Feel…. 
Stop, 
Empty my mind, 
My brain, 
And feel… 
With my heart. 
My self. 
My longings. 
Feel lonely. 
Feel desire. 
Feel hurts. 
Feel love. 
I let myself feel. 

 
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About Michelle

I'm Michelle. I'm an extrovert city girl who grew up in the beautiful farm country of the East Coast and moved to Houston Texas 6 years ago. Stepping out, being known and letting myself be seen are some of the scariest and most frightening things I’ve done and that's what my blog is about. View all posts by Michelle

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