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Illuminating the Unseen Self

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I AM


Learning to look deeper,

within myself,

to acknowledge self-perceived flaws,

and the mistakes I have become overtly aware of.

The regrets,

the shame,

the bitterness,

the anger.


To understand and embrace the parts of me I once hated,

that I regretted,

that I rejected.


I AM


Allowing painful memories to surface,

acknowledging the pain,

the hurt,

the mental torment,

asking questions and scratching the surface,

yet still wanting to bury it all deep down again.


I look in the mirror and realize she is a stranger.

After all these years, all I truly know about this person

is that she survived another day:

Misunderstood,

unheard,

unseen.

Unseen by myself.

I didn’t even see myself,

unseen by my own eyes,

spirit ignored,

begging God to remove whatever curse was upon me.


Yet I still found gratitude.

Therapy,

journaling,

writing,

healing,

praying,

meditating,

crystals,

reading,

talking,

shadow work,

psalms,

plants.


I AM


Finding my tribe,

finding my people,

protecting my energy,

releasing some people,

releasing parts of myself.


I realized:

I deserved better,

something had to change,

I had to truly feel—

even if it meant feeling pain,

even if it felt weird,

even if I was weird.

Even if I was afraid.


I owed myself better.

My inner being needed better.

Not a better me, but a loved me.


Searching for answers,

searching for God,

searching for Yah,

searching for my Creator,

searching for whom?


ME.


Self-awareness,

self-healing,

self-encouragement,

self-empowerment,

self-love,

self-realization,

self-affirmation.


The more I cried out to God,the more I found… ME.

I AM the answer to my prayers.

When I heal myself, I heal generations.


-Illuminated Noire





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