Oh, how unpredictable and how insignificant is the measure of oneself based on another.
If you remember there’s just one voice, one voice of you
you will continue on, sit down and create, regardless of and oblivious to what and whoever
you’ll lose your mind and be fine without it
you find you
and recognizing the emptiness of searching, of measuring you by the rule of another’s hand,
you remember
there is only one voice that is you.
And you sing, sing, sing
your song.
Oh, my Lord
what a beautiful song!
Sing in your own voice. Live your truth. So very brave to do. I will print this out and read it often. Thank you, Lisa.
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Thanks, Carolyn! Hope you’re well.
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