 When I address myself & all my counterparts,
The fragments, the shadows, The skeletons, the secrets, The buried & bruised, The outbursts, the silencing, The deafening, the suppressing, The me’s within me. The all of me’s I contain, Within my stories, my truths, My own deceptions, my own, I own: I withhold, I weather, I expose, I shed light to, I reclaim, I outgrow. The means of me, The means through which I “live/learn/love/laugh,” The means I offer, I define, I permit, I direct, I overcome, I ignore, I deny, I face, I accept, I change, I forgive, I love, I like, I voice, I hear/listen, I sense, I create, I reconcile, I activate, I proactively give more of myself, For, into, gather, from, through, Finding comfort within the uncertainty, Within discomforts of contrasts, Do I find, do I discover, More to rejoice in, More to celebrate, Adding to the longevity Of this Mind, this Heart, This Body, this Soul, All these roles we do sincerely play, Within this life.. I am ever so grateful to be alive, To have… For this and so much more, Thank you! Melissa Palmer © Evolving Mirror
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I am originally from British Columbia Canada, but have lived in Iowa, USA, for most of my life. Mom of four, Married. Hello, I am Archives
May 2023
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