Let someone love you just the way you are-– as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.
So many people glorify and romanticize “busy”. I do not. I value purpose. I believe in resting in reason and moving in passion. If you’re always busy/moving, you will miss important details. I like the mountain. Still, but when it moves, lands shift and earth quakes.
Joseph Cook (via kvtes)
So often being ‘busy’ is used as a badge of honour, as a way to establish your superiority, as if being ‘busy’ somehow demonstrates that you matter. I’m guilty of it myself. I have a fear of stagnating, of being at home when life around me is marching forward, of ending my day alone and in silence. But just being busy doesn’t mean you’re getting where you want to go and I’m going to have to work out a way to be still, to cut out the crap, and to focus on what matters.