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Where the Silence Once Lived (Poem)

Where the Silence Once Lived (Poem)

Once, our hearts were broken and we’ve carried those wounds inside us for many, many moons. When those old emotions rise up and threaten to carry us away, it is tempting to fight, or disconnect, or numb, but we are stronger than that now. We are waking up to our spiritual selves and learning to live in alignment with our integrity. We are ready to heal the old hurts, to free ourselves. If you are feeling deeply these days, this is for you. Be brave, Wild One…

Where the Silence Once Lived

desperately seeking self
truth pulsing, pounding
calling you into the storm
the past rises up to meet you

old hurt churns and swells
pushing into the sacred space
where the silence once lived
be brave enough to let it leave

eyes burn and stomach turns
be still and open the soul
lean into the waves
sing the old, sad song

breathe in, breathe out
dive deep into intensity
surrender to the waves
as they crash within you

the little one cries
you taste her tears
her hurt echos in your ears
stay with her and witness

be the one she needs
hold her as the old tears flow
teach truth, love completely
gift her the magic of laughter

the storm rises now to leave you
it has come to free you
to allow you to truly be you
united again with the little one

Talk to me. What does this bring up for you? Are you open to the healing that these magical times make possible for you? What kind of support do you have, or do you need, to cultivate the beautiful life that is true for you?

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Christy Diane Farr

Christy Diane Farr is a catalyst. If that sounds like something you want more of in your life, visit 'The Greenhouse' at and join the Wildflower Evolution on Facebook.


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7:35AM PDT on Mar 22, 2013

Beautiful! Thank You.

8:12AM PDT on Sep 16, 2012


5:36AM PDT on Sep 8, 2012

thanks for posting

3:06PM PDT on Aug 27, 2012

Thank you for giving me that moment of reflection.

8:21PM PDT on Aug 24, 2012

Embracing an old hurt can let us free oneself and forgive.

12:49PM PDT on Aug 24, 2012

Lovely, thank you.

12:05PM PDT on Aug 24, 2012

Poetry is an open doorway to glimpse the colors of the heart and soul......
Thank you Diane for welcoming us !!

8:07AM PDT on Aug 24, 2012

I'm not sure why, but, when I finished reading
this my mind filled with the strains of "While
My Guitar Gently Weeps."

7:54AM PDT on Aug 24, 2012

I had to share this with a lost loved one. Thank you.

6:17AM PDT on Aug 24, 2012

I'm weeping.

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