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I have realized...

That just because something is good and wonderful that doesn't mean it's not painful.
That just because it painful, that doesn't mean I don't want to feel.
Pain and sorrow, joy and bliss can be wrapped up into one beautiful package and I owe it to myself to feel it all. To pause in the moment and rejoice and mourn. That intermingled in the laughter and the dance are tears.
It is okay to cry and feel the sadness.
It is okay to feel the ache in your heart and soul.
And it's okay to go right on dancing and while feeling it all.

Birth Art by Nancy Bright

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  1. Yes it is, there is nothing that can replace feeling it all and processing. We must allow for it, for we are healed by it. Giving each season it's due attention so that the next can be embraced more fully.

    ((Hugs))
    Grace And Space to you,
    Angelique

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