Ah, there you are, she said.
What took you so long, she asked?
BIind spots, fear, insecurities.
Have you been there long?
The whole time, she said.
Staring back, longing to be seen, to be set free.
At last, I am you; you are me, we are one.
This is me; I see you now.
I know too many beautiful souls (women) who do not see the magic they possess. They have spent an entire lifetime distracted or unwilling to look within.
While I originally wrote this poem for myself, I now use it to encourage women to look deep within and accept all parts of who ‘she’ is. Of course, to point out the obvious, we have everything we need; it’s always been available to us, but we need to tap into it.
I get it, ‘she’ struggles, so I hold the mirror, nudging. Can you see how amazing you are? Because I do.
-MIC
