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These are my perceptions of the thoughts and feelings associated with those of a female drug and sex worker...

My poem mirrors feelings connected to her heart which arise to question whether what she is doing is right for her. It explores her life of unworthiness and being under appreciated linked to her being adored for the wrong reasons, abusing drugs as a form of escapism and lack of emotional security by encouraging herself to earn money through misusing her body. 

Perhaps deep down within her soul she longs for a way out and is on a journey of realization of her self worth. I envision the woman in this poem to be on a journey of spirituality, self discovery and enlightenment however she is finding it hard to differentiate between her body, mind, heart and soul. Her body is keeping her trapped in the cycle of work she is in, with her soul on the other hand speaking through her heart, giving her gentle messages of hope and reassurance that there is a better way of life. 

I wrote this poem with an intention of hope for all women and men who may feel trapped within a cycle of substance abuse or self harm. I truly believe whatever experiences we go through or life journeys that we entail, do not define us. They are merely experiences that encourage and support our growth, soul journey and purpose. It is from these that we can learn a greater understanding of ourselves, how to forgive, accept and love. 

Unrecognizable Reflections 
by Zoe Michael 

Is her body a holy temple 
Or a cold, unworthy shell? 
Is her body divinely whole 
Or a degraded carousel? 
Is this a drug for her awakening 
Or a drug for addictive temptation?
Is this a drug for her vitality 
Or a drug for slow degeneration? 

She does not recognise her body or this drug 
But they are reflections of her that she sees 
Her body keeps her as a prisoner 
Her soul is longing to be free 

Is this a seed of life 
Or a seed of un-tasteful satisfaction? 
Is this a seed of love 
Or a seed of shameful humiliation? 
Is this money of appreciation
Or money of disrespectful gain? 
Is this money of celebration 
Or money of superabundant pain? 

She does not recognise this seed or this money 
But they are reflections of her that she sees 
Her body keeps her as a prisoner 
Her soul is longing to be free 

Is her life a life of consciousness 
Or a life of tortured escapism? 
Is her life a life of acceptance 
Or a life of unwanted egoism? 
Is her heart an open book
Or a heart with a disrupted story? 
Is her heart a loving orb 
Or a heart with a dark territory? 

She does not recognise her life or her heart 
But they are reflections of her that she sees 
Her body keeps her as a prisoner 
Her soul is longing to be free 

She hopes one day to recognize 
Every reflection of herself that she sees 
She hopes her temple will purify
She hopes her soul will be free 

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Zoe Michael is a Reiki and Angelic Sound Healer and has been practicing since 2015. She enjoys offering her additional services which include Soul Journey card readings and Life Coaching. Zoe has a wide array of skills with experience and professional work within Retail Management, Theatre In Education, Acting, Student Workshop Facilitating and Teaching. As a passionate people worker and lover of all things creative, Zoe has decided to continue on her soul path of supporting others through their Spiritual awakening. She is currently in the process of writing a book which will share some of her most intimate and transformative life experiences. Through her book she aims to empower the lives of others by teaching self acceptance and forgiveness. Zoe wishes to continue her poetic journey and aims to inspire, guide and support people on their path of self discovery and enlightenment. One day she dreams of owning her own Holistic business abroad and intends on developing a career working with young adults within an Education setting. As a fiery Sagittarius sign she loves to live a life of freedom, creativity through expression and grattitude. She has a strong connection with animals and is powerfully able to offer psychic guidance, visualise angels and heal others through touch and sound. You can find more information about her services on her facebook page Healingsouljourney's here. 

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