There once was a girl
A girl afraid of her own light
A girl afraid of herself
A girl who didn’t belong
Not to the world
Not to herself
She wandered lonely as Wordsworth’s cloud
A girl always expecting the sky to fall, like Henny Penny
A girl afraid of her talents A girl stuck forever in the shadow of her abuse
A girl who feared the world was judging herA girl afraid of attachment
A girl living in a cocoon That girl is a grown woman now!
She is not afraid anymore!
She lives in her own light!
She is a grown woman now!
My dear friend doubt pays a visit from time to time, always to tell me I might fail
My friend past shows sometimes and always wants to stay longer than planned
On such days, I smile and allow them to share their stories…
And I remind them,
I am a grown woman now!
I belong here!
It’s true I still don’t have all the answers and doubt creeps in now and again, but I don’t mind. As long as I remember, I am here! Here in the present! And at this present moment, I am whole!