Hidden Gems
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"Hidden Gems" is an intimate and deeply personal perspective that serves as a precious gem, encompassing the author's heart and soul. Within its pages, readers will discover a relatable narrative that resonates with their own experiences, providing solace and understanding. It acknowledges the vulnerability that comes with reading something that may confront and heal aspects of oneself, and it offers a safe space to bask in the raw emotions and feelings that align with one's own journey.
Each page of "Hidden Gems" is carefully crafted to evoke a specific tone and emotion, inviting readers into a transformative and immersive experience. However, the author acknowledges that there may be moments within the book that elicit discomfort or reopen wounds that readers may not be ready to confront. This serves as a gentle warning, offering readers the opportunity to approach the book at their own pace and choose when to engage with certain emotions, memories, or experiences.
As readers embark on this journey, the author hopes that they will not only find themselves reflected within the hidden gems of their own heart but also witness their own growth and evolution. The book aims to be a mirror, allowing readers to see their own progress and transformations through the lens of the author's narrative.
Above all, "Hidden Gems" is an invitation to accompany the author on their personal journey. It offers readers the opportunity to explore their own emotions, memories, and wounds, provoking introspection and potentially igniting their own path of healing and self-discovery.
Moonsoulchild
Moonsoulchild (Sara Sheehan) is a passionate free-spirited soul, a free-verse artist who speaks fluent in love, happiness, and raw vulnerability. She tells her story from her deepest secrets, her truth, and some of what you may relate to. Her writing gives a sense of purpose, inspiration, and peace. It gives you the ability to heal from that darkest place. It gives you a second chance at changing the narrative and finding a new perspective. It gives you the feeling of comfort, knowing you’re never truly alone.Moonsoulchild (Sara Sheehan) was born and raised in Connecticut. After falling in love with fellow writer Michael Tavon, in 2018, they’ve been inseparable since. Moonsoulchild most notable works are “I Was Never Broken” and “The Journey Through My Heart”... with newest book “Moonsoulchild: A Memoir” is out now!
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Hidden Gems - Moonsoulchild
I’m sorry if my work may trigger you, but ultimately, it’s the hard truth so many are not willing to accept or ready for. Read it when you’re ready, don’t tell me I’m wrong or argue with me about it. I lived it. I almost broke myself trying to rewrite it. I understand it can be a sensitive topic. I know it’s not easy. When someone finds themselves in my work, I find it comforting. A safe space, knowing we’re never alone. We all go through something similar but still incredibly different. Sometimes my work isn't for everyone, I’ve accepted that too. Not everyone is at the same place in their journey as I was in those moments I’m reflecting on. I’m sharing my truth because I know there’s someone out there that needs some healing, and my work may be the compass they need.
A message to my trauma:
I said my goodbyes to the things I couldn’t keep holding onto. I was tired of letting you tear me apart. I was exhausted trying to find ways to fill voids through souls knowing I could never build homes within broken walls and improper foundations. I was searching for someone to heal me, but the bandage never stuck. I wasn’t aware I had to be my own redemption. I felt hollow, echoed by sadness, and hidden in spaces I couldn’t seek comfort. I created a bond with trauma, I became codependent on getting my heart broken. I became reckless with my heart when I held it hostage from growth. I thought since someone broke me, they deserved to compensate me for my loss. It was a messy game I played to be loved. I thrived in sadness; it was the only feeling that wasn’t fleeting.
Moonchild
I want to be like the moon, beautiful no matter what phase I’m in. I want to shine in my darkest hour. I want to remain a mystery but leave you with enough emotional depth. I want you to feel different after connecting with me- to always remember me. I want you to escape to me when in need of refuge, so I can remind you, even when idle you hold great purpose.
Transparent love
I want to thank you for loving me, even if it wasn’t enough or the way I deserved. I needed your love, as intangible as it was, it brought tranquility before the storm. It helped me adore myself more. It highlighted the compassion I was lacking for myself. I was devoted to you, blindly stubborn… I was unstable and cruel to my own heart. It was almost like you were a sad song, one I kept overplaying because it ignited something in me… until you sucked all the tenderness out of me. I no longer wish to hit replay.
Heart to Hearts with my Inner child
I promised you I would never dig up what I made peace with, that once I healed from it I wouldn’t let it harass me into being an afterthought. I knew the cost of dredging up the delicate moments but reflecting was better than suppressing. I know you felt like revisiting those broken moments would only revive those fires that couldn’t be tamed. I know you felt I would sink back into that dark place. I know parts of you still live there. I want you to know I’m sorry, for dragging you through the misery like a bad song on repeat. I want you to know, that I always heard you, I just wasn’t ready to listen. I want to apologize for neglecting you while I searched for ways to free myself, I should have catered to you, too. I ran from you instead of embracing you. I thought the trauma that surrounded my heart was me surviving my karma. I should have trusted you.
Censor
Overindulgence with shame, I constantly persuaded myself to silence my rage. I looked in the mirror and saw every opinion I digested and every flaw that never went undetected. I highlighted my imperfections. I rehearsed being rejected. I felt unseen, distorted, and out of place. I couldn’t see past the judgments, the insecurities, and now the picture I painted myself to be. I was influenced by the persona of me through the eyes of others. I was never discovered or loved for the essence of who I was. I was told who I was before I could find myself. I was judged by my flaws before I could embrace them, which is why I spent half of my life trying to erase them.
2.22.22
I promise to always stay true to my authentic self. To stay in touch with my intuition, to listen and let it guide me. I will never let go of my desire to keep living my wildest dreams. I will keep loving hard. I will believe in my magic. I will always give myself the flowers I deserve, I won’t wait for anyone to give them to me. I will give them to those who deserve them too. I promise to love everyone close, to never make them feel small or ever question my love. I won’t wait until they’re dead and gone, I will always shower them with love, support, and security. I will never feel threatened if their success is ahead of mine, I will always be proud. I will be present in every moment. I won’t let anxiety riddle me. I won’t let depression suffocate me. I won’t let the past come back to haunt me. I keep my word to no longer nurture dead things. I understand what’s taken from me was the transition I needed to become my highest self. I had to prioritize my healing. I had to dive deep into the depths of my soul to heal my inner child. I had to be uncomfortable to grow. I vowed to never let the dark times cloud the light, like the moon, finding my beauty within in the darkness and the madness.
Sometimes I feel uneasy. Sometimes I feel powerful. I know the shift in my emotions will always be temporary. I forgive myself for putting so much pressure on feeling guilty because I never was where I wanted to be. I had a higher purpose. To manifest is one thing, but I learned wishing does nothing without work. These days, I look at the bigger picture. I’m here and there’s always room to rewrite my story. You’ll never catch me missing old versions of who I was, I have no shame. These days I love myself more.
Finding Solitude
I once thought love was the cure for loneliness until