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where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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Healing

The Serenity of Letting Go

When I let go of the rope I felt free I didn't realize I had been confined by my own controlling I'd been holding it frantically, panicked Everything needed to be perfectly orchestrated, just so I couldn't see that by... Continue Reading →

Burning Empowerment

Opening the book of my life I see so many rough pages, tattered, torn, ripped and worn out. But there's more to this book. Those are only a section of it. There are other pages, crisp, neat writing, detailing happy... Continue Reading →

Listening

When I started walking, I felt my legs sort of stiff. They were resisting this exercise, like it was unfamiliar and certainly unwelcomed. I kept pushing forward thought, and continued walking. As I walked, I took a deep breath, pausing... Continue Reading →

Creative Sunshine

Today, to express my creativity fully, I will drive off all on my own Sit in the sunshine in a park And write until I can't write anymore Pour my thoughts onto the page Letting my soul escape Finding the... Continue Reading →

Cleansing

While the waves washed over my body I felt cleansed, grounded, free Letting the water come and go as it may Not needing to control or guide it Just letting it be Letting me be While the waves washed over... Continue Reading →

Closing the Box

When I opened the dusty old box I shut it again Knowing deep down inside it held nothing new for me Old familiar memories and pain I no longer need to entertain these things My heart lets go of all... Continue Reading →

Desires

As I looked up and felt the warm sun on my face, I felt content, I didn't want to leave Don't make me go back, my heart pleaded I just want to enjoy this freedom longer I want to sit... Continue Reading →

Pen Scratches

As the pen scratched across the page, I felt empowered, stepping back into me, one word at a time Knowing this is the path I'm meant for Feeling the words in my bones Words leaping onto the page from my... Continue Reading →

Little Girl

As I started walking I looked down at my feet. They didn't look like mine. So much unfamiliar lately. The feet I saw were smaller. A little girl. Cute little ribbons on pink Mary Janes. The steps were smaller. The... Continue Reading →

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