That’s the really admirable thing about human hearts – they feel, sometimes without permission. And we’re so lucky when they love deeply.
Now, beauty it comes in simple moments like feeling clean or the exchange of smiles with strangers and friends. Beauty is no longer a game I play; it no longer discriminates.
Beauty comes on days when I overflow with gratitude for my eyes, hands, and body, which allow me to experience the world.
It is not in the cool shade of safety, in staying, that your fear and anxiousness will leave.