Be Still Now....I'm Listening

​Be still now, I am listening
Sweet Girl, you sit on the hard, dense concrete, waiting for the open encouraging hand to free you
A strong Breeze flips your curls, stings your calves, and tightens your palms
No one shows up, but wintriness adolescent thoughts, gripping your Strength, Purity and Truth
In this seasonal storm, Be Still Now,
I am listening
Your untrue movie reel is under your toes waiting to be ripped, torn, put to dust
This is you. The poised sculpture beside you, that your glassy eyes study, is ready to step into your skin
Your hushed pain penned, your ignored teardrop splashed, & your musical heart whispered
Are dropping into the uttermost all-embracing hands of the Great Divine to cradle, soothe, and feed
Let go of the ancient conviction- You are not enough
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​From your soft toes to your golden locks, you, are understood
Follow the inhale trickling down to your depths, follow the exhale tapping open the chimney
Be Still Now, I am listening
You are a Warrior of heart and spirit, you vote for Light
Remember this, you came here full of love, havingness, being understood
Your internal container infinitely embodies the needed ingredients to thrive, stand tall, and honor your path
Accept the True you who kicks in your stomach, pounds in your heart, sings in your ears
Be Still Now, I AM listening
Sweet Girl, You ARE enough
🦋

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