Confusion.
Stillness.
Soon it would end.
And I’d still be frozen,
Unaware of my inner flame,
My power that was always mine.
I would regain clarity, love.
I would see what truly was mine.
In friendship and support
to be believed
to be known
to be loved, loving and lovable.
Even afterwards.
No longer like a stone,
Immoveable.
Now I move mountains
With my words, with my voice.
With my whole body
I embrace.
Those old wounds
A distant memory.
I find compassion for her
And the woman I am today.
Published by Healing Insights with Jen
I share my stories honestly as an attempt to find meaning and connection. My intention is that by sharing our stories we ultimately heal ourselves and the world. I want to be a beacon of light to show that it is possible to find your footing and inner strength even when the world seems to be in chaos.
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