It had not been
an easy path.
But the memories
of the journey
were sweet.
Wounded places
had transformed
themselves into
treasured tender spaces.
Thoughts of separation
had become
prayers of gratitude
and support
to all parts
still in transformation —
arising out of
and leading
safely back to
this now treasured
space within
our deepest hearts.
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I love that part the deepest heart. I think I’ll stay here. ❤️💜
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I love your poems. So much of what you write about resonates. I guess the stages of healing are similar in how they unfold and what remains once they do.
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Thank you so much for the note. Yes. I love how you said that…what remains. Blessings — Laurie
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