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THE STORY OF YOUR ABANDONMENT
I want to tell you a story. This one's called abandonment. Abandonment is what many [...]
WHAT DOES HAPPINESS LOOK LIKE?
What does happiness look like? I want to know Does the sun always shine bright [...]
WE ARE THE HURT AND WOUNDED
We are the hurt and wounded... We carry our scars in our bellies and thighs, [...]
I’M HERE TO REMEMBER AND RE-MEMBER
I wrote this poem a few years ago when I was doing a lot of [...]
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THE STORY OF YOUR ABANDONMENT
I want to tell you a story. This one's called abandonment. Abandonment is [...]
WHAT DOES HAPPINESS LOOK LIKE?
What does happiness look like? I want to know Does the sun always [...]
WE ARE THE HURT AND WOUNDED
We are the hurt and wounded... We carry our scars in our bellies [...]
I’M HERE TO REMEMBER AND RE-MEMBER
I wrote this poem a few years ago when I was doing a [...]
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THE STORY OF YOUR ABANDONMENT
I want to tell you a story. This one's called abandonment. Abandonment is what many of us have experienced in our life at one time or another. [...]
WHAT DOES HAPPINESS LOOK LIKE?
What does happiness look like? I want to know Does the sun always shine bright behind the clouds? What is behind the darkness that has settled over [...]
WE ARE THE HURT AND WOUNDED
We are the hurt and wounded... We carry our scars in our bellies and thighs, And in those downcast eyes, That hesitate to meet another's. We long [...]
I’M HERE TO REMEMBER AND RE-MEMBER
I wrote this poem a few years ago when I was doing a lot of personal healing work of my own and feeling very confused about my [...]
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THE STORY OF YOUR ABANDONMENT
I want to tell you a story. This one's called abandonment. Abandonment is what many of us have experienced in our life at one time or another. Much of the world carries this wound somewhere [...]
WHAT DOES HAPPINESS LOOK LIKE?
What does happiness look like? I want to know Does the sun always shine bright behind the clouds? What is behind the darkness that has settled over my heart? Is it temporary too...as they say all things [...]
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THE STORY OF YOUR ABANDONMENT
I want to tell you a story. This one's called abandonment. Abandonment is what many of us have experienced in our life at one time or another. Much of the world carries this wound somewhere in our psyches, in our bodies... Sometimes we try to hide it. But like all our wounds, this one cannot be hidden. It shows up in [...]
WHAT DOES HAPPINESS LOOK LIKE?
What does happiness look like? I want to know Does the sun always shine bright behind the clouds? What is behind the darkness that has settled over my heart? Is it temporary too...as they say all things are? What is temporary? I want to know. Is temporary measured in hours or days or years or seasons? Is it constant? Does it come and go [...]
WE ARE THE HURT AND WOUNDED
We are the hurt and wounded... We carry our scars in our bellies and thighs, And in those downcast eyes, That hesitate to meet another's. We long for something. We search and find comfort in many places, All the wrong places, Disguised like all the right places. Filling our bellies with food, Our credit card with debt, Our homes full of stuff, [...]
THE STORY OF YOUR ABANDONMENT
I want to tell you a story. This one's called abandonment. Abandonment is what many of us have experienced in our life at one time or another. Much of the world carries this wound somewhere in our psyches, in our bodies... Sometimes we try to hide it. But like all our wounds, this one cannot be hidden. It shows up in [...]
WHAT DOES HAPPINESS LOOK LIKE?
What does happiness look like? I want to know Does the sun always shine bright behind the clouds? What is behind the darkness that has settled over my heart? Is it temporary too...as they say all things are? What is temporary? I want to know. Is temporary measured in hours or days or years or seasons? Is it constant? Does it come and go [...]
WE ARE THE HURT AND WOUNDED
We are the hurt and wounded... We carry our scars in our bellies and thighs, And in those downcast eyes, That hesitate to meet another's. We long for something. We search and find comfort in many places, All the wrong places, Disguised like all the right places. Filling our bellies with food, Our credit card with debt, Our homes full of stuff, [...]