She Sang Her Joy

This poem tells a story I think many of us can relate to. The story of how social exclusion, rejection or disapproval can cause us to hide or push down our authentic expression. In doing that, maybe we find more love and acceptance in the world, but inside we wither and feel less alive. But it’s also the story of reclaiming that authentic expression later in life and the joy of that homecoming. I hope you enjoy it!

Reviews

Yes 🙌🏻 the joy of coming home… within! 💜beautiful!

Excellent. I remembered a dream I had about my true self. I was standing on the top of a bridge like overpass I was filled with love and compassion and as people walked by me. I knew they were troubled but I didn’t hear any individual. I just emanated love and compassion

Brilliant poem and awesome reminder that joy is within and no need to hide it!

Thank you for sharing this wonderful meditation/story.
It comes at a time when I am remembering and resurfacing
the joy of life from within.✨🙏🏾

I love this poem! Just what I am feeling today 💕😻 thank you 🙏
I remember that little girl 💫I will keep singing and shining. I felt a higher power last night and I could hardly sleep …crying happy tears to come home to the love (god) within. Bookmarked and recommended!