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But I will fill her once again, find my tools and repair her tears. I will feed her persimmons and pears, laughter and adventure and tell her tales…of love that nurtures and love that heals.
And then I’ll open her once again to one who will kiss her beautiful scars. She will know, by the touch of his soul, that she will never be stripped bare again.
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Our whole lives are an influx of influences, learnings, many steps of absorbing what and who is around us.
We soak up like sponges and sometimes lose perspective of our authenticity.
But one day, we open to our own knowingness.
And then, grounded in our North Star, that voice which whispers soul secrets and life purpose, we set out with wobbly legs but a confident heart…on the journey that has always been ours.
We breathe. We exhale. We know…I Am.