After a while,
the need to struggle
so hard to heal
or find relief
was quieted.
The stories continued
but without the power
to pull me
from my heart.
I became willing
to stand firm
in any storm —
remaining grounded
and humble
and empty
of anything that
could have ever
separated me
from this place.
Laurie's Notes 
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Fantastic poem of your personal growth
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Thank you. Blessings — Laurie
Funny it doesn’t really seem so personal.
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