My Dear Heart

Begin noticing and being careful about keeping your imagination free of thoughts that you do not wish to materialize. Instead, initiate a practice of filling your creative thoughts to overflow with ideas and wishes that you fully intend to manifest. Honor your imaginings regardless of others seeing them as crazy or impossible. Wayne Dyer

My Dear Heart,

I know this is hard—

Strength is needed.

Breathe.

Breathe deeply.

Remember, you are not alone.

Life doesn’t always unfold as planned,

Whatever that may mean.

I see you. I feel you. I honor you,

Like a white rose,

Pure and full of respect.

For Being You!

My heart.

Years of struggle,

Up and down,

Like a merry-go-round,

Leaving you sick and weary.

But now, it’s time to pause.

Time to reflect, to decide—

Even though it feels like time is pressing hard.

I hear them calling,

The voices of women before me,

Cultivate self-respect and perseverance!

With the intention to keep cultivating

For those who come after.

They lived with strength, with sacrifice.

But now, they urge me to live differently.

To be true to myself—

To honor them by respecting who I am,

By living the life they couldn’t.

The child within me cries out,

“Love me!”

While the adult in me demands,

“Respect me!”

Love alone isn’t enough

For true change and growth—

Self-respect is what will forge the path.

I know you’ve been told—

“Don’t be this, be that!”

But you knew better.

All you did, my heart, was Be You!

In moments of desperation,

In moments of clarity,

In moments of awakening—

Only you know what’s best.

The clock is ticking,

The pressure is real.

You feel the conflict,

Between the ego’s need for love

And the maturity’s demand for respect.

But no one knows you better than you do.

So take a breath,

Hold steady—

And live your life as you see fit,

Honoring them, by honoring You,

With the grace of a white rose,

Paving the way

For those who will come after.

DD