I have a little friend …
Her name is M. Allowed.
And when we are together,
She says I make her proud.
She’s very kind and loving,
Confident and strong.
When she gives me her attention,
No goal of mine feels wrong
She can be quite direct…
And simple in her speech…
And in her calm presence…
I feel safe and held not weak.
So in pouring out my heart,
Just the other day
I admitted some fears to her
And she gently began to say…
“Oh yes…we’ve been here before
And I remember how we talked?
We listed all the practical steps to take…
The path we wanted to together walk.
When you asked me for permission?
Remember, I couldn’t give it to you?
With each gentle step I never leave you
permission is our truth.”
I nodded with this reminder
And then it occurred to me
This may be a different season and setting
But that lesson is still within me.
So after she left that day
And I began implanting a new plan
I started to get nervous looking left and right for direction
I sent her a quick text
“Remind me what we said”
And she texted back:
“Tre: same truth… new setting…with you always… no fear nor fret.”
“Ahhh that’s right “I thought
And smiled as I read her name…
A simple phrase I hold close to my heart:
M. Allowed… Love always
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And one day she decided to friend this moment now, prove oneness with Love, and friend allowed.
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Hello reader friend.
Thank you for watching the poem and listening to me befriends M. Allowed… This is part of a series of me sharing how I’m befriending different qualities of thought that I’m discovering are already within us not outside of us.
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Maybe as you read perhaps you can consider Every quality you ever wanna be is already within you to live actually!
For example…Do you, like me, have a tendency to wait for someone or something to tell us we’re allowed?
What could shift if you consider being allowed is like befriending the idea “I am allowed” and knowing why?
This has helped me so much and is why I named this character M. Allowed (I am allowed) but she is within all of us to befriend too.
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Love, me Tre ~
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