May the writing come. May I let my life onto the page. May I let my voice be what it is.

May I let my life be what it is.

May it heal the heart. May it be raw knowing I am safe in my own power. May I let it go.

May I understand I’m not the holder of these stories. May they be born and have their own life.

May it never be too late. Each moment a fresh start.

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