I don’t believe
I can ever be whole
And give myself, fully…
Till I’ve cried the tears
Of ancient pain,
Flooding, cleansing
Gushing like a river
To the Sea
And with that water
Merging, morphing
Releasing into
Purity’s truth

Dear one, give yourself:

permission to be real

permission to feel, and

permission to heal…

Published by Cara Amy Goldthorpe

Entrepreneur, earth warrior, storyteller and lawyer, with a mission to promote ways of living more harmoniously with nature and with each other.

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