Letting Myself Go
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liciaberry
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Letting Myself Go

by liciaberry

I was called to make a pilgrimage

But I would be a stranger in a strange land

I'd traveled all my life, to extraordinary places

But this pilgrimage was a different kind of travel

I would be going inward to discover myself

Who would I find?

What might interfere with my clarity?

What obstacles would I face?

And by the end, who would I become?

I decided the only way out was through

And took my next First Step

I let myself go

And found my joy.

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a year agoReply
This is so beautiful!!!

a year agoReply
Can hardly wait to share this journey vicariously as you travel your path to points - known and unknown. B.

a year agoReply
WOW!