08/03/2026
I just wanted to share what was rumbling in my mind as I stood in the warm stream of the shower water.
SHADOWS
by JC WALLACE 7/3/26
Having very little didn't make me poor,
Not being able to see what I had and practice being grateful did.
Not having money didn't mean I wasn't wealthy,
In fact, I had more than any dollars could give me, more than I realised.
Being voluptuous didn't make me unlovable,
It was the belief I was unworthy that held that.
Struggling mental health doesn't make me crazy,
Not honouring my wellness did.
Becoming an addict didn't remove me from humanity,
It stripped me of my own.
Losing my parents didn't make me an orphan,
Their loss afforded me the chance to really grow up.
Not having a 'home' left me untethered,
But in the way a dandelion seeds floats when it knows IT is 'home'.
In the balance sheet of life I may once have seen only losses,
Not now- now I only look for the lessons, loves and gains.
Because for every sunlight day,
There is always a shadow.
Despite having cracks in the concrete of my life,
I have found my dandelions roar among them, and continue to grow.
Continuing with Love
Words by Jules 🌼
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