She Is A Survivor
She Is A Survivor She lived it She felt it She was brought to her knees She cried She trembled […]
Empowerment
These are empowerment poems for women who are done playing small — and have been for a while.
Not motivational quotes. Not cheerleading. These poems for women are built from philosophy, fire, and twenty years of watching what it actually takes for a woman to step into the full weight of who she is. They ask more of you. They believe you can bear it.
Alexandra Gold wrote She Is Powerful for the woman who has done the healing work and is ready to move. Who knows she is here for something, even if she cannot yet name it precisely. Who is building — quietly, consistently, against odds that were never designed with her in mind.
Read a poem. Come back tomorrow. The path builds over time.
If you are ready to go deeper, She Is Powerful is available here — and so is The Foundation Course, for women who want the full architecture.
She Is An Icon
She is an Icon She represents all women. Women who have walked this earth. Women who are walking now. Women
She Will Never Give Up
She Will Never Give Up Her gentleness belies her spirit. Her softness shares no sign of her strength. Her smile
She Defines Success
She Defines Success What's your Success? Asked the child. Her mother standing close. It is when at first I saw
She Is Transformational
She is Transformational Stop! She cried to the universe Stop! She cried to the world Stop! She cried to the
She Is A Wise Woman
She is a Wise Woman She has embodied who she is Standing proud of her ability Loving kindness fuels her
Her Power Is Love
Her Power Is Love Steadfast Confident Pure Embodied She has learnt to be in love To stand in love That
She Ends Suffering
She Ends Suffering All the pain All the suffering Again and again All that is wrong All the ill that
She Looks In The Mirror
She Looks In The Mirror In the dawn Her reflection The look in her eyes She looks in the mirror
She Finds Herself
She Finds Herself Where did you go to? Where have you been? I've missed the sound of your laughter, the