I’m finding the coming into my true romantic adulthood so much more childlike than expected. Finding alignment with myself happens to be my most playful, silly, joyous version. Exactly like the Fool.
I grew up in fear of adulthood, wondering when exactly I would wake up and be bitter and pessimistic like all the adults I knew. At what age would I forgo bouncing on the trampoline for sitting in front of the tv?
To remain open and to chase the whim is so much braver than the packaged deal we’ve been told to want.
Great essay ❤️🍄✨ I was so excited by the title that I came back to read days later. Thank you 💕
This is such a precious perspective, and I love the example of the trampoline so much. I often find myself 'waiting' like that too. It's like I grew up being taught that someday, in the world of the Grown Ups, it's all going to go downhill. The shoe is going to drop. It's all going to suck. "Just wait..." we are told, for how difficult it's going to get once you start working, marry, procreate, whatever. I have not yet become bitter and pessimistic, lol, and I don't ever want to. It is so, so much braver than the packaged deal indeed.
i’ve just found myself at a stage in life where i’m realising that there are so many little things to love, and life is glorious that way. thank you for writing this!
I am so glad for that, thank you. I honestly wrote it for myself - it's ironic that I am the one who needs it most and don't embody this perfectly at all.
“Beauty is also real. A cat purring is also real. Having a laugh in the kitchen after a tough day is also real. Every sunrise and every new moon being a new beginning is also real.” Everything about this 😭😭😭 Oorja thank you for bringing all of us back in relationship with our hearts ♥️
Oorjaaaaaaaaa 😭😭😭 This is so, so beautiful. I have never thought of it this way, but it’s true, real adulting is romancing!! It is being the love and letting in the love. I don’t have enough words to express how amazing this poetic tapestry of words is.
This makes me feel so much softer, in the strongest way possible. It feels like an affirmation, a divine scripture 🥲🥲🥲
This reminded me of a quote I love “Have enough courage to trust love one more time and always one more time”
There is so much beauty in being open to love, romantic and cosmic ✨
Just one more time! That is SO beautiful.
If nothing, it requires more adulthood and maturity than adolescent cynicism.
Yes Naida! It requires so much more bravery.
Yes! To live, to be anything but “nothing” requires so much courage. Life is scary but so worth it.
Thank you for this<3
Love you <3
I love this so much, thank you for this light on my day.
Thank you so much for receiving it <3
I’m finding the coming into my true romantic adulthood so much more childlike than expected. Finding alignment with myself happens to be my most playful, silly, joyous version. Exactly like the Fool.
I grew up in fear of adulthood, wondering when exactly I would wake up and be bitter and pessimistic like all the adults I knew. At what age would I forgo bouncing on the trampoline for sitting in front of the tv?
To remain open and to chase the whim is so much braver than the packaged deal we’ve been told to want.
Great essay ❤️🍄✨ I was so excited by the title that I came back to read days later. Thank you 💕
This is such a precious perspective, and I love the example of the trampoline so much. I often find myself 'waiting' like that too. It's like I grew up being taught that someday, in the world of the Grown Ups, it's all going to go downhill. The shoe is going to drop. It's all going to suck. "Just wait..." we are told, for how difficult it's going to get once you start working, marry, procreate, whatever. I have not yet become bitter and pessimistic, lol, and I don't ever want to. It is so, so much braver than the packaged deal indeed.
i’ve just found myself at a stage in life where i’m realising that there are so many little things to love, and life is glorious that way. thank you for writing this!
ME TOO <3
This was so awfully beautiful. Thank you; I think this piece will fall, and has fallen, into the hands of many who needed it.
I am so glad for that, thank you. I honestly wrote it for myself - it's ironic that I am the one who needs it most and don't embody this perfectly at all.
I loved read this! 😍
<3
“Beauty is also real. A cat purring is also real. Having a laugh in the kitchen after a tough day is also real. Every sunrise and every new moon being a new beginning is also real.” Everything about this 😭😭😭 Oorja thank you for bringing all of us back in relationship with our hearts ♥️
Thank you so much Gwen <3 Love you
I enjoyed reading your essay Oorja. Made this Sunday morning felt easier (if that's even possible).
Oorjaaaaaaaaa 😭😭😭 This is so, so beautiful. I have never thought of it this way, but it’s true, real adulting is romancing!! It is being the love and letting in the love. I don’t have enough words to express how amazing this poetic tapestry of words is.
This makes me feel so much softer, in the strongest way possible. It feels like an affirmation, a divine scripture 🥲🥲🥲
You are my inspiration for softness <3
It’s too beautiful :’)
Thank you dearest Tanisha <3