“The less I know – the more the world opens up, wide and waiting. This is how I have come to understand the taste of freedom. I am filled with resistance. But still, I am here. One letter on this screen at a time, I am here. Neck aching and back bent and eyes burning, I am here. This is what it means to show up. This is what it means to trust the calling. This is what It means to write.” WritingFreedomTrustWordsResistanceWriteWild HeartJeanette LeblancShow UpI Am Here Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“Butterflies are beautiful, but the process of emerging from the chrysalis and spreading your wings can hurt like fucking hell. But still, you will survive the transformation (over and over again) and you will fly. Remember this when it hurts the most. This is the metamorphosis, the going down to liquid, and the rising again. It’s no joke – but damn, it’s one hell of a journey.” WisdomJourneyTransformationButterflySurviveMetamorphosisButterfliesWild HeartJeanette LeblancUncommon Sense Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“Never get too attached to the first draft of anything – this includes writing, art, homes, love. You will revise and revise and revise. We are always in the midst of our own becoming.” LoveWritingArtHomeWisdomLife LessonsWild HeartJeanette LeblancReviseFirst Draft Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“Even at the farthest reaches of empathy, we do not and cannot share the lived experience of another. We can never fully know the pain or betrayal a body and spirit has been made to hold in this life, or the way the universe articulates itself through the living of another. And in the knowing of that truth, we cannot ever say what anyone should or must forgive, or how they should handle something or what it takes for them to survive or the way they should heal or when or how or who or why. This this journey is an individual one, and should only ever be exactly that. Do not ever be tempted to project your own knowing onto the experience of another, or to prescribe your path onto their own.” WisdomLife LessonsIndividualEmpathyExperienceLife ExperienceWild HeartJeanette LeblancUncommon Sense Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“Because in our pain we must find each other – mirror to mirror the grace of our shared humanity, the stunningly broken beauty of our shared grief. And you can let your grief see my grief and let our tears mingle into some kind of healing alchemy, and you’ll know what i know. That we are never alone. I promise. You and me? We are never, ever alone.” GriefHealingLonelinessTearsAloneWild HeartJeanette LeblancYou Are Not Alone Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“The art of a sincere and heartfelt apology is one of the greatest skills you will ever learn.” WisdomLife LessonsLearningApologySkillWild HeartApologizeJeanette LeblancUncommon SenseLife Skill Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“There is no shame in feeling broken. In seeking help. In searching for healing. Sometimes it is the breaking that leads us to the source of our own becoming. But we need not suffer alone. When you feel trauma or shame, if you feel depressed or alone – speak your truth, ask for help, insist without ceasing on the support that you need. You are not alone. As long as I am on this earth and forever after – you will never be alone.” WisdomTruthSupportDepressionShameTraumaAloneWild HeartJeanette LeblancUncommon Sense Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“You are not a failure. And you are not alone. This I know to be true. Read these lines as many times as you need to in order to start believing.” TruthBeliefFailureAloneBelievingWild HeartJeanette Leblanc Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“We are not meant to live in isolation. Not in nuclear families or bubbled existence. The richness of life is found in community, in cooperation, in becoming a part of a greater whole. Expand your bubble, drop your shield. Invite love in. Do not attempt to do it alone.” WisdomLife LessonsCommunityAloneIsolationWild HeartJeanette LeblancUncommon Sense Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“Out there somewhere there is a love who will never dream of calling you too much. Who speaks, like you, in poetry and candlewax and stardust. Who runs outside on stormy nights to howl at the moon. Who collects bones and sings incantation and talks to the ancestors. And that lover, when you find him or her, will see you and know you – just as you are and just as you should be. And they will say yes. Yes, you. I will go there with you. I have been waiting for this.” LovePoetryWaitingKnownToo MuchStardustYesSeenWild HeartJeanette Leblanc Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“You will, at times, be the most selfish asshole you can possibly imagine. You will step out of your own integrity. You will do things you thought you would never do. The temptation is there to let your actions define your being. To carry the weight of your own failure and to live in a state of perpetual penance. Do not. Learn the art of self-forgiveness. Know that there is a difference between acting like an asshole and BEING an asshole – and it has to do with the amount of time you spend in the space and what you do once you realize you’ve gone there. Make good choices here.” WisdomChoicesIntegrityDaughtersWild HeartJeanette LeblancUncommon Sense Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“I see you, beneath the surface. I see your untamable wild. I see your billowing heart. I see your unshed tears and your not yet dreams and your devotion to spirit. I see you howl at the moon and call the ocean home and ground to earth and grow taller than the trees. I see you. You are not alone. You are not invisible. You are seen. You are seen. You are seen. And my god, you are beautiful.” BeautifulSeenWild HeartJeanette LeblancI See YouYou Are Seen Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“I see you, flawed and humble and road weary and proud and still in spite of the deep ache, somehow sure you’ve done all you can. I see all you feel but cannot speak. I see the way the words grow and swell, expanding your chest and pressing against the confines in your throat until they form the most unbearable pain, and the air around you so heavy with the weight of words unsaid. I see the way your chest caves in and your shoulders curl around and your arms hold your knees so tight that you circle in upon yourself. I see how in spite of this you are expanding, even though others wish you small and in spite of your own efforts to keep peace. I see that you are a wild thing, not meant for containment.” HeartBeautifulAcheExpandingWildSeenWild HeartJeanette LeblancI See YouYou Are Seen Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“You are not too much. You have never been too much. You will never be too much. The very idea is preposterous. Because you were born to be you. All of you. Not a tiny acceptable sliver. Not a watered down version with colors dulled and edges softened. No. You were meant to be every last pulsing-bleeding-loving-crying-feeling bit.” WisdomToo MuchFeelingYouDaughtersWild HeartJeanette LeblancUncommon Sense Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“You’re either part of the problem or part of the solution. There are no bystanders who get to claim no impact. What mark will you leave on this world?” ProblemWisdomLife LessonsImpactSolutionBystandersWild HeartJeanette LeblancUncommon Sense Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“There is not enough air in the room but you are breathing. There is nobody here but you are held. You have broken and the world is breaking and we will always rebuild. Do you hear me, love? We will always rebuild.” HealingBrokenBreathingBreakingWild HeartRebuildHeldJeanette Leblanc Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“If you’re going to love a poet you should know this. Our words are our truths. Our blood hums with verse. We break easily. Our words save us. Our stanzas keep us alive. If we loved you at all, we loved you truly. And you will never leave us but live under our skin and beneath the tips of our fingers and in the ink spill on blank page. Because poetry, like some love, is forever.” LoveWritingStoriesPoetryPoetPoemWordsWild HeartJeanette LeblancTo Love A Poet Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“Be gentle. Pay attention. Offer purposeful healing. Seek Equilibrium. Unfreeze, slowly. Stretch yourself out into the world. Let your eyes calibrate to this new light and notice how it caresses the lines and curves and soft and hard of you. Allow your mouth to twist and stumble around new shapes. Be so very sensory. Notice everything. From every angle. The way your bones feel. The way you orient to space and time. Invite your whole being into this new way of living, into the totality and wholeness of it. Let it be strange and uncomfortable and painful and stiff. Let it be magical and novel and unfamiliar and entirely wonderful. Follow the whispers where they lead.” BodySensesGentleEmbodimentWild HeartJeanette LeblancEmbodied Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“You are here and it hurts and the world feels impossibly heavy and you are shouting bargains at the moon and there is nobody else to hear you It is the darkest night you’ve ever lived through You’ve lived through. You’ve lived. Do you hear me? You live. You make it. You survive.” LifeHurtSurvivalLiveSurvivorWild HeartJeanette LeblancDarkest Night Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“We are here to love hard and true. Here to give ourselves over to the rush and bliss of it all. Here to offer our patchwork hearts over and over again. Here to feel and fall and hurt and bleed. Here to say yes and to choose wholeness and to break anyway and to do it all again.” LoveWholeHurtFeelYesHereWild HeartJeanette Leblanc Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
“I know the hard ground and the taste of the salt water I’m made of and the way even getting out of bed feels impossible some days. I know how some moments there’s not even enough air. I know the desperate and the bargains you want to make with the universe and every last prayer you’ve prayed to gods you don’t even believe in. But stupid? No, love. Not stupid. Not you. You are infinitely, impossibly, beautifully human.” PainHurtHumanDesperationBargainingGroundWild HeartJeanette LeblancBeautifully Human Author:Jeanette LeBlanc