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I'M NOT AFRAID by Jackie VanCampen

 I wrote this poem after having gone through an intense voyage within...

 It was a time when my soul was calling out to me to take that final dive into cleansing me of what no longer serves me, and a request for me to step into the dark energy that most are afraid of. It’s not the dark as in negative, but the dark from which one is rebirthed. It’s that fiery, passionate, feminine place of where the Goddess resides.

 I had to go through a period of deep confusion in order to begin to understand who I am, who I’m here to be, and who I’m here to serve. Once I let go and allowed myself to be gently guided, I was able to finally arise as the woman I truly am - unafraid.

I'm Not Afraid

I'm not afraid
To enter the darkness of my soul
I'm not afraid
Of my soul's desire for freedom
I'm not afraid
To explore the dark parts of myself
I'm not afraid
Of my passion
My desires
My fire
My womanhood
The Priestess Goddess within me

I'm not afraid
To lose myself
When I know that I'm going to find myself
I'm not afraid
To lose control
When I know that
Control is of the ego
I'm not afraid
Of my passion
My desires
My womanhood
The Feminine Warrior within me

I'm not afraid
Of my intensity
When I know that
It's my intensity that
Helps me be who I am - to the fullest
I'm not afraid
To step into my power
When I know that
Power is the vehicle that
Helps me to be who I am - to the fullest
I'm not afraid
Of my passion
My desires
My womanhood
The Gentle Queen within me

I'm not afraid
Of my dark womb
When I know that
It's my womb that
Nourishes and delivers me
I'm not afraid
To die
When I know that
Death is the portal to life
I'm not afraid
To open my heart
When I know that
My heart is the portal to love
I'm not afraid
Of my passion
My desires
My womanhood
The Compassionate Leader within me

I'm not afraid of
Exploring my desires
Discovering my passion
Honoring my womanhood
Bringing forth the light within me.
"Light of Dawn" by Ptolemy

Jackie VanCampen: I am a Wise Heart Writer, which means I write wisdoms of the heart. When I write I feel as if I’m connecting with the essence of who I am. That essence is named Kahlia. She helps me access my innermost feelings and give them expression. Letters to my Daughter: A Mother’s Journey of Healing and Transformation was one such book that was birthed by the Wise Heart Writer in me. And since then, I have birthed poems and other forms of writings that speak to the Divine Feminine Goddess in each woman who reads these Wise Heart writings. It’s my greatest passion to awaken women to their beauty, worth, and knowingness through the words that come from my heart. I have been on this journey for the last 16 years and have come to appreciate the ebb and flow of the heart and its expressions through the written word. I also host a radio program called The Writer's Divine Den on Positive Living Vibrations. You are welcome to visit mywebsite here, or connect with me on Facebook, or Twitter. 

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