
ahh humans.
souls experiencing the hueman experience.
souls with their own traumas, joys, habits, hobbies their own truths.
You may not force your truth onto another soul.
You may however speak your own and leave it out there knowing how it resonates so right with you, you might just start attracting that same vibration, that same truth.
Kindness please.
It’s all you need in your daily endeavours with other souls.
You do not know the weight on their heart, you do not know their significance to your path, I love so deeply for you all, I can cry all your tears, feel all of your your fears, just by peeping through the perspective of love, sometimes it weighs on my own heart and I can’t do anything about it but still love you.
I don’t even know you, and yet I still am you.
The thought of others pain is not only what I will dwell in. Your joy is so attractive, i’m wishing you more of this ecstasy.
There is conversation everywhere for us huemans.
The money huemans, the always hold me close huemans, the fun huemans which are never just the young huemans, the older huemans which are most experienced huemans, the old souled child… all huemans, we’re all homed on the same father birthed from the same mother, all taught by this same loving mother and father and they’re never not there for us, encouraging, speaking and loving us.
You just need to realise how many languages you fluently came with to interact with the chatter of the universe and the whispers of the wind.
That person that randomly spoke about how beautiful and confident you are when you were doubting, that white butterfly floating past your window every time you find yourself with sadness, that song that vibrates with the same emotions you’re encountering… always talking.
You’re never alone, but it’s okay to feel quite isolated when it’s the physical, speak to mama and papa they’re there and always so happy when you speak to them, ask them, pray to them, question things with them, laugh with them, cry with them… they are you beautiful <333.
About the Creator
Ruhani Khadijah
you're welcome to stroll through my garden 🌱


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