This poem is a confession and a reclamation. It begins with doubt, am I not good enough?, and ends with acceptance. It traces the ache of self-questioning, the stillness of surrender, and the slow awakening to the truth that worth is not earned through perfection, but revealed through persistence, softness, and the courage to begin again.
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An exploration of healing and transformation, where breaking down old walls becomes the path to rebuilding with grace. It reveals the power of vulnerability, the deep practice of being present, and the sacred beauty of becoming - unfinished yet bright with hope.
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A single drop descends from the gray hush above, landing soft upon the trembling lip of a leaf.
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There is a gentle strength in turning toward the light after dwelling in shadow, in allowing the heart to open where it once closed itself off from the world, and in trusting that what lies ahead may offer something better than what was lost.
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There is a stillness that arrives without asking, where sunlight settles on glass and motion becomes a language. In that moment, life reveals itself in passing glances and small departures, each one a reminder of what it means to simply be.
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Brown sugar and butter call me back to a simpler time, where pecan pralines were more than candy - they were legacy. This old Southern recipe, passed from warm hands to eager hearts, tells a story of tradition, resilience, and the sweet joy of sharing.
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It's not the kind of healing that circles back. It is a forward moving unraveling, a letting go of who I once was to make room for who I must now become.
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Growth rarely announces itself with certainty. It moves through us in pauses, in hesitation, in the delicate surrender of what once kept us safe. Sometimes the most powerful step forward begins with release, a willingness to loosen the grip and trust the unfolding.
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There is a transformation that happens when we release control and surrender to the uncertainty of becoming. True growth often begins in the discomfort we try so hard to avoid, where each imperfect step carries us closer to the life we’re meant to live. It is in the letting go that we begin to move freely, trusting not in perfection, but in the power of persistence.
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A reflection on releasing self-judgment and honoring progress without comparison. This piece explores the gentle strength of moving forward on your own terms, choosing grace over urgency, and embracing each moment as enough.