Jun 20, 2015

"grace is not tame."

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Grace is wild. Grace unsettles everything. Grace overflows the banks.
Grace messes up your hair. Grace is not tame.
// doug wilson // 
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anytime you're gonna grow, you're gonna lose something. you're losing what you're hanging onto to keep safe. you're losing habits that you're comfortable with, you're losing familiarity. 
james hillman 
if you took note of her subtleties, she wrote those words on every action of what she was slowly but surely becoming. you'd think change would still scare her, after all the tsunamis that ripped through the currents of her heart over the years and all the people who navigated away from her depths over the course of time. she was losing familiarity—yes, but she was becoming more of the person she never dreamed of meeting. 
her laugh got louder. her lips were tinted redder. her heart was sewn onto her shoulder if she couldn’t find sleeves to wear. 
she flung open the windows at night to hear the crickets chirp and feel the cool evening breeze lull her to sleep. there were ink stains imprinted permanently on the palms of her hands from all the words she couldn’t stay up long enough to write down but wished to remember. 
her past was a picture of the grace that had tangled itself in between the broken memories of the nights full of tears and loneliness. after all, the cracks were the only way the light could get in. 
she was learning to receive the blessings of staying — that the people worth loving and the adventures worth undertaking were always going to frighten her a little. but if joy was a fight, it was time to stand still. 
feeling so passionately had always been a blessing...and a curse. 
and it made her wonder: if one felt pain just as deeply, how would one feel happiness? 
portraits by the lovely anna filly photography.
the words that shake me to tears || by || hannah brencher // & // amy metien
please listen || brokenness aside // picture of grace // alive


  1. OH MY GOODNESS amen. There are no words to describe how much I needed and love this. Thank you, dearest. ♥


  2. Grace! I love reading your blog! It's so fun! :) I adore your dress! It's so pretty and feminine!

    I was going to ask, did Johanna ever restart another blog? She seemed to disappear from Bloggerville! :)


    1. Thank you for the kind words!

      Thank you for asking about m'dear JW. She'll be excited to hear that she's missed. ;) Sadly, my dearest friend left the blogosphere a couple of years ago. Keeping up with a full fun life of violin and speech and a family of eight definitely keeps one busy. :) If you want to follow along with her life, you can follow her on instagram: violinist.at.heart. xx