small warrior

The poem below describes my discovery under the light of the full moon.

During guided meditation I realized I was not alone.

The Healing can continue with a new companion.

 

 

 

 

Small warrior

 

Her clear blue eyes stare up at me

Tears dripping down her cheeks

She is beautiful

 

The pain is there

She is transparent to me

 

I feel her every pore

Her presences frightens me

Makes me feel in ways I am not sure if I am ready for

 

She tell is it is over

It is time to move on

Time to heal

 

The white dove has come

Made its home amongst us

True and honest in its existence

 

Peace

Tranquility

 

This is what she tells me I need

This is what I know I desire

 

Desire, I might but how do I reach it?

How do I get there?

 

She tells me she is here to stay

as long as she is needed

As long as it takes

 

I understand her endurance

I accept her love, for the first time

 

She follows me into the darkness of my psyche

The darkness scares me

She tells me 'without darkness, there is no light'

 

Though she is small, she is a warrior

 

She holds my hand and strokes my hair.

 

My instinct is to hold her and care for her.

My initial reaction is to take all of her into me and fix her.

 

It comes to me,

In nurturing me, she is mending her own deep wounds.

 

Breath in, breath out

We grow

Breath in, breath out

I let go

 

We are on our journey

 

She is in me.

She is me.

 

My inner child.

Beautiful little girl.

 

 

 

Much love,

Jessica

 

(Thank you Kelly for helping me to find this beautiful little girl. You are a gifted woman. Thank you for bringing us together.)