awww… you’re the best!!! love you! i happen to think it’s really cool too! learning to play around with music on my own and remixes of my songs with ai help is a new frontier, since the relationship with my producer is done.
yes, it’s true! forged in darkness and pain, but those are our greatest teachers, if we let them be! thanks so much for reading and leaving a comment! 🙏
You can be your own producer in this new age. Keep on posting. I am your biggest fan. You amaze me in every little thing you do. You truly are my muse.
it’s so true! i don’t need to have someone who is masking as caring doing the music with me! i can do it myself!!!! and you’re so sweet. your kindness and support are such a breath of fresh air from the people i used to manifest. you feel like the universe telling me i’ve made it past that age of takers. ❤️
All I want from you is to know you are ok throughout life now. All I want from you is to be able to read you. I would be so sad if you ever disappeared from this magical place. I would be so broken if you just left and I would never hear from you again. I just want to know you and the kids are safe.
aww, thanks! i’m super excited that i have now have full rights to my music and i can do remixes! and i am figuring out how to use my own software and microphone. it’s a whole new frontier!!! i’m very excited!! thank you for being here for me. did you know my sister is named jennifer…we aren’t talking because she chose not to stand with my kids and me. so your name and your spirit are so sweet and special for me. i really do appreciate your support. ✨
i think when kindred spirits meet we feel each other through the ethers. the very first time we connected it was because you were writing about enjoying a little self-care fall latte and i could feel your gentle sweetness. and it’s been so sweet and steady ever since!
I do feel kindred to you. That is a perfect word to describe how I love you. You are family to me now. I deeply care about you and your children. You bring much joy and supreme being through our friendship.
The poem feels like someone finally daring to touch the parts of themselves they once hid, and finding that those shadows were carrying light all along.
It speaks to the kind of hurt that settles deep in the body the vigilance, the fear, the early wounds that shaped a nervous system before it had language.
Yet the poem doesn’t flinch; it holds that history with a tenderness that feels almost like forgiveness.
The fallen tree becomes a quiet surrender, the moment an old self collapses without drama, making room for something softer to grow.
The sapling that rises is fragile but honest, a new life that doesn’t pretend to be healed only willing to begin.
There is a deep sense of no longer being alone, of discovering that healing happens in community, among others who have also carried their own dark forests.
The chrysalises waiting in the tangled branches feel like all the versions of the self that were never allowed to emerge until now.
The butterflies rising together carry both the wound and the beauty not erasing the past, but transforming it into something that can finally breathe.
The poem turns pain into a kind of living gold, not by denying what hurt, but by honouring the strength that grew in its place.
In the end, it feels like a hand resting gently on the heart, whispering: you survived now let yourself live.
I had to listen to it again.
awww… you’re the best!!! love you! i happen to think it’s really cool too! learning to play around with music on my own and remixes of my songs with ai help is a new frontier, since the relationship with my producer is done.
I’m sensing that your relationship with yourself has seriously blossomed.
yes, it’s true! forged in darkness and pain, but those are our greatest teachers, if we let them be! thanks so much for reading and leaving a comment! 🙏
You can be your own producer in this new age. Keep on posting. I am your biggest fan. You amaze me in every little thing you do. You truly are my muse.
love you!!! and i’m here to stay! the first place in my life i feel supported and seen! 🙌
it’s so true! i don’t need to have someone who is masking as caring doing the music with me! i can do it myself!!!! and you’re so sweet. your kindness and support are such a breath of fresh air from the people i used to manifest. you feel like the universe telling me i’ve made it past that age of takers. ❤️
All I want from you is to know you are ok throughout life now. All I want from you is to be able to read you. I would be so sad if you ever disappeared from this magical place. I would be so broken if you just left and I would never hear from you again. I just want to know you and the kids are safe.
That was epic. Lyrics spoken with Lyrics blending in song and prose.
I love that dear. It sounded so mystical and it felt like magic as well. Bravo, I cannot praise you enough for this one.
aww, thanks! i’m super excited that i have now have full rights to my music and i can do remixes! and i am figuring out how to use my own software and microphone. it’s a whole new frontier!!! i’m very excited!! thank you for being here for me. did you know my sister is named jennifer…we aren’t talking because she chose not to stand with my kids and me. so your name and your spirit are so sweet and special for me. i really do appreciate your support. ✨
I appreciate your love and interest in my life. You truly have helped me grow and be beautiful, just like you. Thank you, my girl.
i think when kindred spirits meet we feel each other through the ethers. the very first time we connected it was because you were writing about enjoying a little self-care fall latte and i could feel your gentle sweetness. and it’s been so sweet and steady ever since!
I do feel kindred to you. That is a perfect word to describe how I love you. You are family to me now. I deeply care about you and your children. You bring much joy and supreme being through our friendship.
awwwwwwww🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
So well written
aww, your sweet to say so. i really appreciate you sharing your thoughts! thanks for reading and commenting! ❤️
The poem feels like someone finally daring to touch the parts of themselves they once hid, and finding that those shadows were carrying light all along.
It speaks to the kind of hurt that settles deep in the body the vigilance, the fear, the early wounds that shaped a nervous system before it had language.
Yet the poem doesn’t flinch; it holds that history with a tenderness that feels almost like forgiveness.
The fallen tree becomes a quiet surrender, the moment an old self collapses without drama, making room for something softer to grow.
The sapling that rises is fragile but honest, a new life that doesn’t pretend to be healed only willing to begin.
There is a deep sense of no longer being alone, of discovering that healing happens in community, among others who have also carried their own dark forests.
The chrysalises waiting in the tangled branches feel like all the versions of the self that were never allowed to emerge until now.
The butterflies rising together carry both the wound and the beauty not erasing the past, but transforming it into something that can finally breathe.
The poem turns pain into a kind of living gold, not by denying what hurt, but by honouring the strength that grew in its place.
In the end, it feels like a hand resting gently on the heart, whispering: you survived now let yourself live.
yes! what a beautiful reflection! thank you so much for reading and leaving such thoughtful words! ✨🙏✨
Thank you for this wonderful piece !
The butterflies that have taken flight now fly once again toward the sun.