LIFE THAT KNOWS by Helene Rose

Once upon a time (I like fairy tales and stories in general), my voice was stifled…

It did not flow freely. I was unable to access my feelings or express my emotions. I wasn’t sure who I was or what I was doing here. I admit I am far from perfect. In fact, I still work on it everyday. Everyday I am challenged to dig deeper within myself, to express even more clearly and articulately. Everyday I am challenged to become more aware of myself and face my struggles.

Walking the path of deep self-awareness is no easy undertaking. I’ve wanted to step away from this life. It has been that difficult. And one of the most incredibly healing and supportive things that I have done for myself is seek out women who are on a similar path.

I feel strongly that women need to support one another and be witnessed by one another. I also feel strongly that writing is one pathway to creating the lives of our dreams. Every authentic voice is needed before our world can truly be a place of complete peace and joy. Life knows this.

Life That Knows

Damp dewy earth

beneath my feet.

the clouds roll in

and I sink to greet

the taste of grass

between my toes

heavens scent

of Life that knows.

Let yourself grow

wild and free like

tall wild grasses that

reach your knee.

Let the wind move you

and dance you

and be

in the space of

your divinity.

Helene Rose, MS, is passionate about supporting women to live brilliant lives and founded Be Brilliant Network to serve as a portal for women to step into their radiance. Helene’s experience provides her with a deeply compassionate perspective and understanding of the modern woman’s struggle for mindful living and feminine empowerment. She is the author of Blessed Womb, a poetry healing memoir and Love Poems. When she writes, she gathers up all the love she feels and experiences and tries to capture it into the words she places on the paper. She is a writing coach for women, life coach, and healer and organizes virtual journeys to support women’s process of self-discovery and self-exploration. She lives in Boulder, CO with her family.

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