I AM NOT MY STORY, ALONE.
My SELF is not alone.
My body suffers and can speak for itself.
My heart aches and beats and seeks alignment with eternity.
My fear is not uniquely mine.
I am interconnected to all that has been and ever will be. You. Me. We.
My voice is an instrument for change.
The sounds my unwinding heart creates are medicine within and without.
My voice sings, speaks, shouts, swears to be heard.
Behold. Our collective voices can be a transformative power for healing the world.
My voice is unique.
Do you feel it?
Your voice is unique.
Do you know it?
You are not alone in your suffering or your joy.
Now is the time for healing.
What will it take for all our voices and hearts
to be heard. To be held. To be witnessed?