Maybe mistakes are meant to be made
So we can learn from them
And Maybe our hearts are meant to be broken
So we can mend them
Maybe pain is meant to be felt as much as pleasure
And maybe joy and sadness can help us remember who we are,
Where we came from, and where we are going
Maybe Vulnerability isn't so scary once we've felt safe inside our body
And maybe two Vulnerable humans will always find a way
Maybe souls meet again in different lifetimes
And maybe they don't
Maybe my past wasn't so bad after all
Maybe it made me the bad ass woman I am today
Maybe it's a good thing all those doors felt like they were slammed in my face
So I'd be forced to keep knocking,
Keep unlearning what was taught to me so I could drown out the noise And listen to my intuition and inner knowing
Maybe mistakes aren't even mistakes, just redirection.
Maybe learning to say, "No" when I mean "No" is one of the best ways to say "yes" to myself
Maybe healing is possible
Maybe I've proved this to myself,
The only person I have anything to prove anything to anyway.
the second stanza is S T U N N I N G. Thank you!