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WHEN A WOMAN SURRENDERS by Helene Averous

Throughout the years, life pushed me to let words flow out of my hands, free to be…

 It started with long sentences, long explanations about what was witnessed. Little by little, the words became lighter and freer to simply be, without any rational explanations behind but the freedom to let the words dance.

Those last years have been deeply transforming for me and I am deeply thankful to all the people I have met on this path. I have felt hurt, abandoned, betrayed, supported, cared, embraced and loved by life itself. Every-one who appears in my life brings a reason to dive deeper into the Heart.

The healing happens when the suffering is acknowledged as a part of oneself. I was suffering and the power of words appeared to me as a practical way of letting go of deeply rooted emotions. How often the words that came out ended by blessing me while bringing tears to these eyes.

I have been sharing all of them with friends on the Internet since many years. Many of my friends there encouraged me to gather them in a book, so now, some of them are gathered in my first poems book "Silent Drops". This poem is one of them, and it talks about the surrender of the perfect woman to her humaneness and the beauty of being able to express love simply.
Photography by Sheharin

When a Woman Surrenders

When a woman surrenders
She lets go
She lets go of her pride
Of being the perfect one:
Fearless and strong
Committed to the wellbeing of others before all

She allows the flow of tears
Releasing that space
Where no one could enter

And through that moment of Grace
Flowers start to blossom
And the blessing "I love You"
Makes her free
And empty.
~


Helene AverousWhen Helene chose to stop working as an executive to settle in Asia with her family 6 years ago, her whole life made a huge turn, into the direction… within… She let go of an established life and, as a Reiki master, started to heal herself through healings, meditation and self-enquiry. When life led her to discover the holy mountain Arunachala in India, she knew that she was loved by life itself. During all those years, she wrote on (visit her blog here) to release the heart from burden and little by little let the words free to come and heal her. Willing to share her passion for the deep truth in colors she has ended writing books for kids about colors that you can discover on this website.
 Few months ago, she took her first brush in the hand and discovered that the brush too had something to express and could heal. Encouraged by her Facebook friends with whom she’s been sharing her words since many years she has just published her first book of poems 'Silent Drops' found here.

~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~

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