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Happy, Hurting, Healing.

I am happy. Because I have grown. Because I have meditated. Because I have loved. Because I have lost.

I am hurting. Because I have grown. Because I have meditated. Because I have loved. Because I have lost.

I am healing. Because I have grown. Because I have meditated. Because I have loved. Because I have lost.

Happy, hurting, healing. It’s all connected. It’s all the same. This is my story. This is life. This is the beginning, and this is The End.

#writingwithRupi Today I participated in my second, online poetry workshop with the amazing Rupi Kaur. In this exercise, the prompt was to write the title for the story of our life. We weren’t allowed to stop, or make edits. The whole process was stressful yet cathartic, and I was humbled at how many participants were such amazing writers. I hope you enjoy this little poem from someone that is not a poet.

#writing #rupikaur #therapy #freewriting #poetry #poet #poem

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