Dear sister.

The peace between us begins when we can see what starts the war.⁣

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When I compare myself to you, as if I’m either above you or below. ⁣

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When I compete with you for men’s attention, as if love is a game where only one of us can win. ⁣

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When I envy your beauty as if it dims my own.⁣

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When I mistrust you and wait for you to betray me or to leave. ⁣

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~ What if I can celebrate your courage to show up in the world, and then walk beside you hand in hand?⁣

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~ What if I can let my heart expand and receive even more love through you expanding yours?⁣