Dear Heather,

I wanted to write to you to thank you. Thank you for the last four years (we know it’s been longer) of energetic cleansing, clearing, manifesting, shadow integration and journey to self love after self loss. Deeply loving and caring like your role model, mother nature,you held space and grace even in what felt like wreckage. Sometimes She feels the anger, the rage, the stress of harm from humans-just like you. And yet, we have learned to feel it all. Explode like a volcano or cleanse like a tidal wave-warning those that press and push, only to calm yet again. To glow with love over and over and over, like the waves; the rebuild after each passing storm; the calm and beautiful sacrifice of the bee after the sting.

She dies and we die.

Births and we birth (and are born).

She grows and we flower.

In all Her abundance, we find our wealth. In all Her bitter, sweets are uncovered; the passing of a cloud to shroud us in light. The burrow in the bark to bring us sweet nectar.

Thank you for running toward the battles only to come through victorious…there is such a thing as surrendering and still coming out on top.

I’ve never seen such growth after ash.

Such beauty after pain.

Strength in the soft.

Nurturing in the loss.

Wonder after worry.

Grace in the faces of failure.

Such warrior in the woman.

So, thank you for never giving up. For striving, knowing you, my dear, are an honor.

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I am grateful to my strength
Who has taught me to survive
In the war at home
Where little light shines, there is no such thing as “to thrive”
My feet forced to stand in the mud and cold
Knowing full well gangrene taking hold
Eyes crusted
Lungs on fire
My strength gives the order to amputate
Life is too precious to give in to desire

I am grateful to my strength
Who taught me resilience
In the darkest of times
Who taught me to appreciate the joy
As fleeting as my rhymes
I love the strength I have cultivated
When no one taught me how
The seed planted to rooted
I just didn’t know
How
deep these gentle seeds would sow
I’ll surrender now, sit back
Watch you grow