A Warrior Who Has Dropped Her Weapons…

A WARRIOR WHO HAS DROPPED HER WEAPONS & REMOVED HER ARMOUR

To allow that demon–that pain, that hurt, that choice, that “wrong” to arise…

To hold space for it.

To allow it to be present.

To listen to it.

To be with it.

 

To be open to it transforming into something sweet…

Or not.

 

And then to softly release it

back to the earth

while understanding fully

that it might come back to

haunt, sting, bite

at any moment…

 

And if it does,

when it does,

saying,

“Hello, old friend.”

 

 

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