Dear patrons, I’m thinking of turning this into a song this week! Meanwhile enjoy the words in their original poetry form:

Unravel me
Deconstruct me
Untangle me
Rebuild me

Rebirth my cells
Rearrange my molecules

I’m open and ready
To let go

I change my priority
Switch to a new frequency
Release this memory
Choose what is good for me

No longer the Mother
No longer the Scribe
I shift from Giver
To Receiver of Life

A Healer
An alchemist
I gave my everything
To transforming your darkness

But without your participation
It became a burden
And morphed into cancer

And when I meditated on the trees
Last Fall
I suddenly knew
The answer

When I release my grip
I release its hold

So I just