
I’ve denied shame exists, but that’s wrong. And one thing that makes me feel deeply ashamed is being wrong. Just imagine how I felt when at 21, I found out I was adopted! I’d been wrong about quite a few things.
Here’s a poem that touches on the experience of shame, published in February, 2020 by the wonderfully daily poetry journal SWWIM. It’s an honor to be included in their river of poems.
Lessons learned are often hard to swallow. Coyote medicine in native traditions is all about how we tend to fool ourselves. Well written. You are not alone in the epiphany.
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