It’s a vulnerable place, to expose myself, perhaps it’s just easier this way… I’m letting go into the world the seeds that sprout in me. Passing them on into good hearts. Let them grow.
And then, it is not me telling the story, really. It is the story that is telling me. And it is not my story – it is the story, our story. And I want to create space where you can also share the story that is telling you. A story of a struggle, courage and transformation. A story to remind us of our humanity, humility and strength.
Write it down. Write me: firstname.lastname@example.org
You’re not alone in this. We’re not alone.
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