Once you allow yourself to think about things differently the rest somehow follows.
Life is fragile, that thought.. life is fragile, popped up and refuses to leave me. When I throw away things that hold memories and trust my brain to remember what it needs to. And I want to live this fragile, amazing life and be me, and make safe burrows in the woods.
And sometimes it is both, strong and fragile. As when I look at where we live now, this downsized home and living community. When I look at art or study, people, validity, love.
Being strong, accepting fragility, the willingness to grow and change.. that thought.
2 thoughts on “Fragile.”
Yes, 2017, has started out as an especially ‘fragile’ year….It serves to remind us to be sure to let those we love, know it.
I love the writings of Paulo Coelho and his quote seems a good fit with your post, “The strongest love is the love that can demonstrate its fragility.”
That being vulnerable/fragile with others actually requires strength, doesn’t it? Funny, how the two go hand-in-hand.
Love you very much,
Dawn, friendships are the best aren’t they? Hand in hand. thank you so much for the reply. I love you. x