Be held by the hands of guiding grace. Be held unrestrained in my embrace. Be held in the moments of awe and ache. Be held slowly and suddenly amidst mistake. Be held, dear child, by the sea and earth. Warm your hearth. Be held in all you are, catch the shooting star, Be held.
Do you allow others to hold you? What does it feel like to accept a holding?
Do you feel worthy?
Do you have courage to ask to be held?
You’re not alone, dear one.
Blessed be.
-Hunni
This is an original, unpublished poem by Hunni Bloom.
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