Sowing into my coming undone,
I allow this becoming, To unravel me, Disperse through me, Rattle me loose, Eradicate all that serves me no good. Though I feel weakened, I am only at the beginning of growing stronger, wiser, So into this moment, These moments sailing in, I invest what is intended for me to become. I willingly welcome, This unbecoming, As the toll is for me to simply transform, Into who I will be. After all is said and done, Is faced, worked through, I heal, and become something Better than all the yesterdays I thought, ‘Who I am was good enough,’ Again I am challenged to create, Morph, and be more than good enough… Sowing into this coming undone, I observe, I reflect, I choose to see beyond what has surfaced, having faith that as all becomes full circle, Who I will be, is who I need to be, for the next hurdles, Next lessons, next Blessings, Next path... This space within me, remains open and receptive, To all the goods here, coming and I know All will be restored, and everything always, As it grows, it gets better… Melissa Palmer © Evolving Mirror Not pushing against this, Rather allowing what’s happening, Rebuild my flow and rhythm.
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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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