Description

Lately I’ve been thinking how imperfect we feel. We notice every wrong in ourselves and our minds go to the worst possible place. We think that we’re so imperfect we shouldn’t deserve any kindness or compliment, often forgetting we’re so capable of looking at other people with kind eyes.

I’ve felt like that a lot, I feel broken.

I feel like an unicorn that broke his horn, fearful that the magic is gone, that my whole imagination is lost. But out there, there are wonderful people that remind us who we are. They tell us to remember magic is inside of us, that we’re not lost, that we’re not broken.

This piece is to remember those people, the ones who remind us that we’re full of magic when we feel we’re nothing. And very much inspired by Carl Sagan’s idea that “we are star stuff”.