Empath
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Begging To Be Set Free
To think. Of all the passion I caged to feed an illusion: that others judgements mattered more than the heart magic that was begging to be set free. Continue reading
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The Sunflower
She was the Sunflower spending her days among lions, wondering why she couldn’t roar like them. Now she understands. Sunflowers don’t roar. They raise their heads to the breeze. And they shine. Continue reading
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Harmony
Dark into light. Day into night. The contrasts of a woman swirl within the delicate human picture frame of me. And I wonder if day and night will ever find each other in perfect harmony within. Continue reading
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Always
Show people that love is the better option. Always. Continue reading
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Shame
To cast stones. To stare down. To withhold words. Or kindness. Or love. Shaming. It’s a wonder it still exists, given we’ve all made mistakes. Given we’re all human, and all of us different. And entirely imperfect. Empathy is the… Continue reading
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The Secret Language Of Me
Well it’s not so secret anymore, now that I’m telling you about it, is it? The language that lives within me that I don’t even understand yet. But post spiritual awakening there has been a distinct shift in the way… Continue reading
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Fragile Beautiful
The same pattern repeated itself over and over, in various ways. And with each new scenario of social anxiety, a sense of unconscious shame was born and continued to grow. I should have been able to call my friends without worrying… Continue reading
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Then Is Gone. This Is Now.
Her words lumped in my gut like a blob of warm resentment. I was late. By six-minutes. I would be charged a full half an hour extra— her colleague had been unable to go to lunch until my arrival. The… Continue reading
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Heart
Living with a heart like mine is one of the greatest gifts imaginable. Living with a heart like mine is one of the greatest curses imaginable. Being a highly empathic, highly sensitive person can be such a mixed bag. On… Continue reading
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