And so there was
a new story
born out of my
determination
not to reject
any piece of Self
or deny the transformation
to continue
and my dedication
to my own
quiet prayer.
It was not a choice
between two stories,
but an honoring
of both —
a delicate move
toward inclusion
I had practiced
before.
The tricky part
was standing my ground
and allowing
what was already
to come together
in my heart
and all of its
reflections.
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I love this a lot. ❤
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Me too. 💜
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