Spinning my wheels,
so much to do—
how to make it all work…
Leaving behind
uncertainty—
harnessing all my worth.
Am I enough
to do this well—
or am I just a fraud?
As these thoughts spin
on endless loop—
keenly aware I’m flawed.
How can I help
others like me
when I spin all the time?
Stable for now;
later to crash—
but this is why I rhyme.
In the space here
I’m unburdened
to process all these things.
The structure helps
me see clearly—
turn my words into wings.
I can be more
than who I’ve been
or ever dared to be.
I must resolve
daily, it seems—
my belief is the key.
I will surmount
all obstacles—
keep my eyes on the prize.
To always be
all that I am—
cast my gaze to the skies.
Author’s Note:
I know I’ve been absent a lot recently. I flowed straight from a traumatic event over my break into my new term and, boy, let me tell you: it’s no joke. I’m learning so much and I can’t get enough. I’m actually already working with clients and making a difference. I feel so blessed. I’m not broken, but I am bruised. And I continue to work on myself while helping others to work toward their own peace.
Some things I’ve learned along the way:
Suffering is universal
Love is universal
Empathy is free
Apathy costs dearly
Caring diminishes no one
Making a difference for even one other person makes it all worthwhile
I’m still trying to make my obligations play nice while still medically challenged. Writing is still super important and there is and will be more! Bless all of you who have stuck around—I see you and cherish each one of you more than I can say.
— Liora
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