The hurt only asks for love

Hello, end of another day. A beautiful day. A full day.

Sweetness in my heart. Exploring my feelings, like they are a person. I find myself in the feeling, a small child, who wants to play. Even when the feeling hurts; so often we run away from the hurt, but underneath the hurt there is an innocent child, who only wants love. She wants to ride trains, explore, look out the window, jump up and down, fly. The other night I had a dream I was on a beach, and I could run so fast that I could just take off in flight. It was ecstatic. My inner being is like that. I choose weightlessness.


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