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joiebutter is a life style blog celebrating the good, the yucky, the beautiful and the silly.

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I’ve rewritten this so many times. It’s not important to anyone but me. But maybe someone else feels like this. Idk. Everything that’s been going on lately from looking for a new job to earthquakes to COVID-19 have brought up so many familiar feelings of being trapped, stuck, helpless, alone, and fearful. What I really I wanted to say that it can feel incredibly vulnerable asking for help even when you know you really need it. It’s so easy to tell yourself stories about why you cannot or should not share your feelings or ask for what you need. But this last weekend I had to admit that I wasn’t doing well and I needed help. There have been a lot of tears, a lot of prayers, a lot of shame but then, finally, I reached out to a couple of friends and I made an appointment with a doctor. Both of those things felt like tiny, important miracles and have given me a small sense of control and hope and gratitude. 📷: maplesyruponly on flickr

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐆𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 I do not know what gorgeous thing the bluebird keeps saying, his voice easing out of his throat, beak, body into the pink air of the early morning. I like it whatever it is. Sometimes it seems the only thing in the world that is without dark thoughts. Sometimes it seems the only thing in the world that is without questions that can’t and probably never will be answered, the only thing that is entirely content with the pink, then clear white morning and, gratefully, says so. By Mary Oliver / 📷: greyowl on Flickr

𝐀 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝 Out Of a great need We are all holding hands And climbing. Not loving is a letting go. Listen, The terrain around here Is Far too Dangerous For That . 📷: moviesofmyself on flickr / A Great Need by Hafiz

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2020, A Love Letter.

“It was said of John Keats that his face was the face of one who had seen a vision. So long had his inner eye been fixed upon beauty, so long had he loved that vision splendid, so long had he lived with it, that not only did his soul take on the loveliness of what he contemplated, but the very lines of the poet’s face were chiseled into beauty by those sculptors called thoughts and ideals.” -Unknown (📷: Bright Star which I’m currently rewatching)

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one week February 24, 2016
happy birthday, dad February 8, 2016
perfectly valuable January 28, 2016
American Ballet Dancers and their Dogs January 25, 2016

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