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STRENGTH IN BEING SEEN by Victoria Erickson

Honor your heart…

I wrote this because I believe there’s immense relief and strength in honoring what your heart is saying by speaking it. It ultimately will set you free.


Strength In Being Seen

I see you standing there with a mouthful of poetry
yet a head full of doubt.
You are sharp yet softening
while needing to be split open
and poured out.
So let go.
All the things you now carry
all weights that pull you down
all the beauty you'd forgotten
any flame burned out.
Tell me
what awaits just beyond
the edge
of your ache.
There's relief
in the speaking.
And there's strength
in being seen.

Victoria Erickson is a grounded idealist who's been writing the world awake since she was a child, as she was born starry eyed, and eating poetry. Based in Austin TX, she splits her time between writing for herself and others, taking on voices for businesses and blogs, leading creative writing workshops on and offline, and sharing her passion for fierce wellness as a holistic health coach, reiki practicioner, massage therapist, and esthetician. Above all else, she believes in innate wildness, intuitive body intelligence, the power of sensitivity, and the fascinating connectedness of all things. You can connect with Victoria and her musings on FacebookTwitterInstagram & Pinterest. And sign up for her  Wild and Well Creative Notes for Wondrous and Inspired Living.


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  1. Congratulations Victoria! You breathe life into everything. Sunny Blessings~

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  2. I really enjoyed this poem, I'm going to save so that I can come back to it when I need a lift. How powerful is that...

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