healing
all that matters is how you see yourself / seek out moments of clarity
12.12.15
she flew into the night weeping for all that was. she was not yet sure what could be.
12.10.15. A day that marks the universal declaration of human rights. we have so far left to go before we can say that human rights are respected.
Palo Santo (poetry)
http://womenspiritualpoetry.blogspot.com/2015/11/palo-santo-by-shannon-k-lockhart.html
With deep gratitude to Women´s Spiritual Poetry for publishing this poem.
today i focus on my heart. you are in it too.
do not ever forget…
she was a gift to herself
she felt safest in the dark, cloaked in sweet vulnerability. she rested in the deep silence of a world waiting for dawn. words unlocked themselves from her body and reached out to find new ways of being.
in the dark, alone, she could be anyone, even a person who could face her fears with a dragon roar. she was a gift to herself.
all heroes weep secretly in their hearts
awaken
