As You Imagine Angels Do – An Emotional Healing Poem For Sensitive Souls
Hello Everyone,
I felt drawn to share this poem with you today. I had forgotten about it and I came upon it today and felt like possibly someone out there might appreciate some hopeful, uplifting words channeled from spirit and co-created with my higher self.
Right now on the planet there is powerful, complex emotional healing and inner child grief work going on with us sensitive souls. It’s all to clear out the old so that we can level up to be more of our true selves. Give yourself permission to rest deeply and be very kind to yourself. You are sensitive for a good reason and you are stronger now to heal these new feelings of clarity coming up. You are awesome and amazing! You can do it!
For more support I’m available for Spiritual Counseling/Coaching/Reiki Sessions. Just reach out! (Email me at Hopesinger11@gmail.com – website www.EmpathicSoulHeal.com ).
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you with big hugs 💞 and big love 💖!
Sending you comfort and healing light,
Roxanne 😇💝✨
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As You Imagine Angels Do
By Roxanne E. Smith
Pain so deep inside my heart. No-one to lean on to help in part
Always thought I was due this love— A partnership gift from above
But now I see we’re all alone—on earth (but not in heaven-home)
In heaven we are all of one and love abounds and bliss a ton
But here on earth as I grow strong, more pain and truth keep coming along
And I get new clear eyes to see that loving myself is the remedy
Meanwhile terror hurts like hell. I long to meld inside someone else
But no I must stand alone, on my brand new legs and wings now known
They are there just wobbly yet. They are ready but I forget
The pain rears up and I retreat instead of bearing on my feet
This I’m learning ever slow. I comfort pain with angel glow
They do love me and child within. All is hugs and smiles and grins
I forget this love inside. It was there in the worst of times
I didn’t know it but now I do. Breathe and rest and center anew
Comfort the motherless child, now free to be herself so wild
And shining brightly to give hope, to others she extends a rope
A hand to hold, a shoulder too of songs and words: “I’ve been there too!”
And you are gonna be okay—it hurts a lot to be here today
I really deeply understand, with kind eyes and a helping hand
Mean eyes hurt me as a child. I extend forgiveness and eyes of mild
Heart stay soft and don’t get hard. Rage just causes exhaustion-guard
Relax and trust that life is good. That all is well and as it should
You are going to make it through. Step by step you heal anew
Surprising gifts you never knew, will unfold right in front of you
And you will build a brand new home that you can count on as you roam
And tread carefully around the traps, and triggers that have you under wraps
But these are lessons to help you love …yourself and reach for help above
And see your great divinity so you can feel serenity
And these poems they are all for you, to read them when you’re feeling blue
Because angels helped to write them yes, so you can heal and share your success
That happened when you went within and wrote your feelings out with pen
And others have this gift inside, but they never knew to give it a try
Automatic writing yes, it’s wonderful to help distress
You show up and then get out of the way and let the angels have their say
(And it doesn’t have to rhyme …but Roxanne she does that all the time
For rhyming songs it is her gift, so poems come out for her in a jif)
And others too can write anytime, as they learn to trust the hope divine
And they’ll get answers when they ask …questions from their soul unmasked
Private writing not to share, but hopeful words for their own ware
that comes out as a great surprise—they become wiser before their eyes
if they go back and read their words, their soul will see and get the urge
to keep on writing words of hope and this will grow and help you cope
Your writing then becomes your friend, who will stick by you through thick and thin
And you’ll feel great each time you write, with intent to express your highest flight
Tap into love that’s being sent and allow yourself to circumvent
Any obstacle that comes in pain, deserves comfort and never shame
Shower words of love on you, As You Imagine Angels Do
They really do so it’s no lie—just ask for help and let out a cry
They respond with so much love but you must ask or they can’t budge
Because freewill keeps them at bay—with your intent invite them to stay
You will see changes in your days—little signs and easier ways
Raising to these high vibrations, you attract more elations
So you see I think you understand, writing will help you transcend
Pain can lead to deeper thought and joy is underneath a lot
Because the truth is we are love—here to help and rise above
You are loved and angels mend. They wrote this poem with me. The End.
Original Poem © 2019 Roxanne E. Smith
A Healing Poem for Sensitive Souls with a Narcissistic Mother on 11-11.
Hello Everyone! Many sensitive, and empathic souls and clients are having childhood wounds arise to the surface to be healed. It can be a very painful experience. It’s also an opportunity to heal and become stronger. I hope this poem I wrote recently is helpful, uplifting, and supportive. If you resonate, please leave a comment. Welcome!
YOU WERE NEVER LOVED, MY DEAR (Healing Shame From Childhood Wounds) By Roxanne Elaine Smith
When you had a narcissistic mom
Where’s the next hit coming from
Not a hit with fist or hand
But words and eyes that punch and land
*
Devastating to your soul
Nothing solid to take hold
No mirror to see your worth
No smiles and comfort so you search
*
You search for reasons, blame yourself
Shame and doubt instead of stealth
It robs you of the truth and time
You were sweet and so sublime
*
You were shining, curious love
Sent to earth from up above
But chose the hardest path to start
A childhood starved from feeling part
*
Everywhere you reached was blocked
So you gave up and heart was locked
Trust too much or not enough
Attracting all similar stuff
*
Until you realize the pattern here
You were never loved, my dear
Start from scratch and loving you
Oh it is so hard to do
*
At first because the triggers are
Relieving painful trauma jars
Shocking you right to your core
“How did I survive Oh Lord”
*
You didn’t! No you gave up YOU
And turned into a mask not true
Obedient and needy so
People-please and perfection oh
*
Trying oh so many things
Until your true voice finally sings
But shame comes up with every truth
The pattern hidden from your youth
*
Every time you were you, you were shamed
Have to get YOU back again
Ignore the shame and keep on moving
Rise above shame and keep on grooving
*
Yell at shame, you are not mine
Dance out shame, I am just fine
Shame keeps coming every time
Hiding doesn’t heal the crime
*
Only way is to see the child
Inside the parents who went wild
Spilling out their pain on you
Everything it was not true
*
You were perfect whole and right
Their fear and anguish like a blight
They felt safe because of you
Your light it was so bright it’s true
*
Not fair of course you deserved the world
You knew that you could heal and unfurl
Figure it all out you would
And love yourself just as you should
*
And finally learn strong boundaries
And attract those loving hercules
Those strong people, inner strength
Like you they’ve been put up to the brink
*
The death of soul and now awake
They search for tribes to quell and quake
Masterful and sensitive
They forgive and give and give and give
*
And you know you are one of them
And renewed hope on journey stems
Trying listening within
Trusting that love is what went dim
*
Self compassion is your chore
As shame returns with each great score
Reducing size or is it growing
Heal emotions and new knowing
*
Center, grounding, peace of mind
Solid forming, still maligned
Defensiveness and anger flare
But forgiving quicker in thin air
*
Believing in the moment’s peace
That’s the truth not all the fleece
Still confusing childhood wounds
Where’s the love-so many moods
*
Why the deep and painful purge
Feel relief when follow urge
Writing helps you flow it out
The truth is innocence about
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All of it you chose but why
More than you can fathom, sigh
Others seem to simply thrive
Private hell they do deny
*
Good to have access to love
Reach for heaven up above
But also know you are whole and kind
Lovely you, you shine, shine, shine
*
Then loved ones blame—it all comes back
Another painful self attack
Oh the grief you must allow
The child must cry it out oh wow
*
Will the tears they ever stop
When your happy bubble popped
Self-reliant muscle test
You are getting strongest yet
*
See yourself that child hugged
Held and cherished sweetest mug
Smiles and happy to see you
Healing all that you’ve been through
*
It’s okay to cry a lot
Over things that most forgot
Disappointment to your core
Life goes on with all the sores
*
Want them all to go away
Triggers say hello today
Do not put it all on you!
Bask in love all the day through
*
When you find a sea of pain
That is someone else’s train
Let them drive on their own track
Do not let them take a snack
*
Send them love and move along
You know how you are so strong
You do so much for others
Time to be your own best mother
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Nurture, comfort, love your soul
You are here to Rock n Roll
Everything is now alright
You are purely Love and Light
Original Poem © Roxanne E. Smith
With deep caring, comfort, and compassion,
Roxanne 😇💖✨
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