Cry

I allowed myself to feel sad. It was the only gift of love I could give myself. And I cried, maybe 3 or 4 times when I felt like I needed to cry. Sometimes they were just tears, other times sobs. But it was all okay. I allowed myself the freedom and time to feel. … More Cry

A true self poem

I usually don’t write poetry, but I participated in a spiritual activity the other week where I was challenged to reflect on a time when I felt I was my true self. After the reflection, I was supposed to write a poem. So I thought I would share it here: My true self stands before … More A true self poem