If it is for, trust that it will find you
Maybe right now, your journey isn't about love.
Maybe right now, your journey is about being alone.
Maybe this is the season you are being challenged to learn how to wake up in the middle of the bed, to finally find hope in the vacancy, hope in the quiet, hope in the way you stretch into your life and give yourself permission to take up space within it.
Maybe right now, you are being shown that you can take care of yourself, that you can depend on the person you have become, that you can be your own home no matter what comes your way.
Maybe right now, your journey is about redemption.
Maybe this is the season you are being challenged to make amends with your heart, to stand up for the vast ways in which it loves, and cares, and believes in the goodness of vulnerability, and expression, and being the person who softens even when the world is not gentle.
Maybe right now you are getting a second chance to trust in it, and to forgive yourself for giving it away to those who could not value it;
But most importantly, maybe right now you are being called to protect it, to find your way back into your tenderness, to find your way back into your soul.
No, maybe right now your journey isn't about love.
Maybe right now your journey is about hope.
Maybe this is the season you are being challenged to remind yourself of the beauty life has to offer you.
Maybe right now, you are being given the space to discover the kinds of places that leave your bones dripping with feeling, the kinds of songs that are yours and yours alone, the kinds of people who love you in a way that does not seek to change you.
Maybe right now, you are being given a chance to reclaim your joy, to make it the most natural extension of who you are, to let it spill out of your words, and your laughter, and your tears to let it be something you believe you are worthy of, to let it be something you believe you deserve.
See, maybe right now your journey isn't about love.
Maybe right now your journey is about you.
Maybe this is the season you are being challenged to be your own savior, to be your own safe place.
Maybe right now you are being reminded that the people who walked away were only ever leading you back to yourself, were only ever leading you here. And here, you are okay on your own.
Here, you are rebuilding.
Here, you are adapting, and mending, and reclaiming all of the pieces you let them walk away with.
Here, you are being kinder to your soul, you are giving yourself the same kind of love you have always given to others.
Here, you are not rushing your heart, you are not depending on another human being to fix it.
Instead, here, you are doing that on your own.
Here, you are healing.
When you are ready to put your heart into this world again, do not look for the same kind of love you have experienced; resist the urge to compare the human beings that come into your life to the ones that have left.
Because the truth is two loves will never be the same.
Love is like a fingerprint, curated between two individual souls, within that it is always its own rare and beautiful thing, an extension of who you both were within those moments in time.
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A Gentle Reminder
Non-FictionBIANCA SPARACINO is a writer from Toronto. She wrote this for you. A gentle reminder, for the days you feel light in this world, and for the days in which the sun rises a little slower. A gentle reminder for when your heart is full of hope, and for...