I have a voice inside my head
that says
I can’t do it

I can see her
She has the form of a small child
She is being told she can’t do it
She believes them

Who I am today
can hold this precious little one
And give her what she needs

I can feel her
She wants to play on the beach
In the sand
Dig hole.
Feel the sand in her hands and toes
She longs to know she belongs

Who I am today
can offer this ‘lil one my attention
My unconditional love
My full presence

Then the part of me that believes
That knows
That feels deeply connected
and whole
can meet her

And they can become one

Karen Betten;  #firstpoemeva!!  📸 creds @lotuswei @earthauraretreats,


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