Transform

In order for me to transform they say I must let go. 

Let go of the things that no longer serve me any purpose,

Anything sticking to me, making me heavy.

Once I am decluttered from the old, the new is free to come in. 

The freed-up space invites fragrances of vanilla, eucalyptus, cinnamon, lavender, and mint. 

I am floating higher with these scents, soaring through new territory and possibilities. 

I become nameless and powerful to do and go where I please. 

One moment I am here the next I am not. 

No longer bound by my body or expectations of this world.

I am free and this will always be. 

She Believesinherself

I live to write. I write to live.

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