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‘Your soul knows the way ‘ by Prajna O’Hara
Your soul knows the way and speaks to you through stories,
dreams, songs, sunsets, moon dances, chance meetings, celebrations,
and of course, through the hard messy sad challenging shitty times.Many important stories have been silenced, hidden—made invisible.
Sharing your story makes the invisible visible — the hard soft — the repressed expressed — the mad mighty — the lost found —the regretful regenerative —
the anxious ancient
Your soul listens, feels, and knows the way.Allowing what has been hidden to come forth is your guiding light
Your sanity compass — your best friend
What was silenced becomes a whisper then a roar“I will not hide I will come forth”
You know something much deeper is at work here
with each step, you feel her under your feet
caressing you from the ground up
You are held in the tapestry of existence
more certain — more alive — more true.You are the voice of existence itself
I hear you
You will hear your voice through my stories
It is a collective story
and a healing balm
It is the voice of the Cherishing Mother
setting her children free.Your soul knows the way and speaks to you through stories,
dreams, songs, sunsets, moon dances, chance meetings, celebrations,
and of course, through the hard messy sad challenging shitty times.Many important stories have been silenced, hidden—made invisible.
Sharing your story makes the invisible visible — the hard soft — the repressed expressed — the mad mighty — the lost found —the regretful regenerative —
the anxious ancient
Your soul listens, feels, and knows the way.Allowing what has been hidden to come forth is your guiding light
Your sanity compass — your best friend
What was silenced becomes a whisper then a roar“I will not hide I will come forth”
You know something much deeper is at work here
with each step, you feel her under your feet
caressing you from the ground up
You are held in the tapestry of existence
more certain — more alive — more true.You are the voice of existence itself
I hear you
You will hear your voice through my stories
It is a collective story
and a healing balm
It is the voice of the Cherishing Mother
setting her children free.By Prajna O’Hara from her new book ‘ Edge of Grace’