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hiddenfreedoms@yahoo.com

12.7.13

so much


life is very full right now.
in the winter my spirit grew quiet and i went inward.
the sea spoke to me and i let the tide take away pain
and return healing waters.
in spring i blossomed.
new buds of discovery emerged, 
and growth began to happen.
growth from seeds i was diligent to plant and nuture.
there were many tests.
there are always tests to reaffirm, remind and strengthen.
in the spring i also blossomed with a new love
and a new life that has begin to grow inside me.
 as summer washes over me there is a purging,
a chance to see inside myself and
apply all i have learned.
my belly is full of love, and a future i have always dreamed of.
i was given all that i have desired
was created for
have been working towards.
i am finally ready.
soon i will be creating a new place to reflect and share
one that represents this new place i am entering.
stay tuned

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I'm younger than that now."(bob dylan)- "I have tried in my way to be free"(leonard cohen)... knowing these words to my very core.- learning-exploring-learning-exploring-slowly moving and watching and experiencing all fully and within the ritual, catching my reflection as a little girl...