When I really

got down to it,

the healer

in me

desired the same thing

as the part of me

hidden beneath

layers of distraction.

Parts of me

had gotten lost

in trying so hard

to protect

and process

as best they could,

while believing they were


The further away

they got,

the more attention

they demanded —

leading to a never-ending


Relief came

in each moment

as I stood,

not as those fractured


but as the whole —

reaching back

and embracing

that hidden part

that knew her own

voice —


and releasing

all that stood


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