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Jenny Lynn's avatar

Your voice is so soothing and sultry. I think you found your calling in this. Writing and reading your poetry aloud. It comes so naturally for you. Thank you for sharing this piece of Art. Keep this up. I will look forward to them all.

venus faye's avatar

aww, you are the absolute best! and i love how you refer to all my pieces as poetry! i guess, in a way, they all are poetry of my soul! and i’m so excited to do more voice recording. this is just the beginning of so much creative healing! ✨

Jenny Lynn's avatar

Your whole life is poetry dear girl.

venus faye's avatar

i love that i found you here.🙏

your presence is so calming, grounding and true. 💕

Jenny Lynn's avatar

Thank you lovely one. I see the same in you.

Taylor Alex's avatar

As someone who has felt the clutches of shame this really spoke to me! We can’t trust it. It’s a signal that what we’ve done becomes us, that it makes us “no good.” Life is about learning and making mistakes. We shouldn’t be ashamed of what we didn’t know yet!

venus faye's avatar

yes!!! it is so deeply embedded with our self-beliefs that we don’t realize it’s informing all our choices and influencing all our relationships!!

Birgit / Mrs.Bimako's avatar

There’s a quiet strength in how you let the body lead this piece,

especially the moment where trust is asked of the body rather than the mind.

Shame as a survival adaptation is something many of us recognise not as theory,

but as muscle memory.

That’s why, in trauma integration, I always begin with creating safety inside,

and with naming the wider influences therapy so often neglects.

A powerful read, Venus.

venus faye's avatar

thank you. 🙏 we’re healing it all in real time now. getting it out of our bodies and onto the page! 🔥

Aynsley's avatar

beautiful

venus faye's avatar

aww, thanks for stopping by! i can feel us healing together. it is a beautiful thing…truly….💕

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venus faye's avatar

yes. most of my relationships have been born out of this place of feeling deep inadequacy and that i must carry the darkness of others since it was always my fault to begin with. over and over and over i’ve run the script. finally getting out from the clutches of shame… not mine to carry any longer. learning to place the rightful blame where it always belonged… on the abusers themselves. and not from a place of victimization. just calm neutral shifting the accountability to where it was always supposed to be. i think i’ll make a note from this!