two feet inthis yeari choose to burn my good candleson a Tuesday at noonjust becausei choose to use the expensive lotionthe one i keep tucked safe up on the counter not ration any of my most cherished belongings because i am worth investing in —right nowthis year I choose to wear that thingyou knowthe one I told myself I would slip onwhen I looked a certain way?I choose to love my bodythis vessel I have been givenand her seasons as they shiftthis yearI give myself permission to changeand keep changing for I understand there is an underlying truth when it comesto becoming- it doesn’t have to mirror anyone elsethis yearI choose to let goreally let goof the heavyof the half-hearted no more forcing connectionwhere it no longer livesI choose to nourishwhat’s willing to growthis year I choose to be grateful for the teachings of my yesterday I honor my wholenesswhen I honor my whole self- even the shaky partsthis yearI choose to step forwardclear eyesheart opentwo feet groundedpalms wideto the all-is-possibleunknownand new
― Danielle Doby,
I Am Her Tribe
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