I found it wasn’t
so much that I was
broken.
It was that I felt
disconnected
from my own true
voice —
lost in an ocean
of thoughts
and shoulds.
But there was a subtler
knowing from a little
deeper place
that never gave up
hope.
Hope
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
Laurie's Notes 
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AWE I love this! ❤
I will put this here! HOPE rising! ❤ Thank you thank you thank you!
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I love this distinction between broken and disconnected
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Yes. I couldn’t verbalize that for a long time. But once I did I said Oh yes…That’s it💙
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Your words never fail to teach me. I love this! A year of writing has helped me so much in discovering my voice. Beautiful poem.
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Thank you. Yes. I keep thinking maybe I’ll stop writing. But it really is so helpful to me. 💙 Love what you said about finding your voice. I can’t really imagine where I’d be without it. Many blessings always — Laurie
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