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Writer's pictureHolly Fitzpatrick

"Journey of a Goddess"



In the realm where permissions sway, Today and evermore, hold the sovereign say. Decline the calls that dim your light, Release those bonds that bind too tight.


Feel the pulse of "Yes," the power of "No," From your spirit's depth, let it ebb and flow. Evolve, transform, shed the old skin, In the dance of change, let your journey begin.

Anger and self-righteousness, emotions untold, Wisdom unfurls, boundaries unfold. Unapologetic, just as you are, A constellation of gifts, a wisdom star.


Disregard the whispers of others' decree, Your goodness, self-evident, let it be. In the company of believers, find your kin, Cut ties with skeptics, let the healing begin.

Diverge from paths your kin may tread, Wild, expressive, where your truth is spread. Online spaces, your canvas, your art, Choose your connections, a reflection of heart.


Disclose or keep secrets, as you please, Master some arts, let others cease. Define your form, your body's embrace, A canvas unique, in your own space.

Choices unfold, a tapestry of grace, Revise, renew, in life's endless chase. Perfectly imperfect, a beautiful contradiction, Cut ties with negativity, a self-love benediction.


Disappoint some, but never yourself, In breaks and pauses, find your self-wealth. Pursue grand dreams, imperfectly done, A journey of battles, victories won.


Forgive or not, as your heart desires, Choose your circles, where love inspires. Relationships form, or fade away, Your time, your pace, let it sway.


Self-care moments, a sacred rite, Unconventional choices, your guiding light. Intuition whispers, a guide so true, In highs and lows, find the real you.


A goddess, a truth, even when you're human, Wrap yourself in a blanket, or reach for the sky's illumine. A masterpiece in progress, a canvas unfurled, In the symphony of life, your song, your world.


Surround yourself with delightful hues, Base choices on what makes your spirit enthused. A goddess, a truth, a celestial chord, In every heartbeat, you're adored.


Speak freely, with words unconfined, Not the best of all, but the best in kind. Permission granted echoes in the air, A poem of liberation, a goddess' prayer.


By: Holly Fitzpatrick



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