Another Word For Hope

I have a word

It gives me hope 

More than faith and love and trust 

I have a word

It gives me power 

More than self-reliance, autonomy 

This word is sacred 

Not like that 

But holy deserving to me 

Because it means 

I can change 

I have control 

And to me that’s everything 

This word means I can learn and adapt 

My trauma can’t hold me back 

Watch me grow 

Watch me fly 

morph and change quite readily 

Did you see me?

I responded differently

I knew I could do it 

My brain

My nervous system 

Are not static 

But alive and learning with me 

I affirmed a new bias 

I trained myself

I was quite devoted you see

It took hard work 

And there were days 

But that is quite ok 

The pathway formed anyway 

Now the tears don’t flood so easily

My breathing doesn’t go shallow

Cortisol doesn’t flood my body 

Because the wound has started to heal 

That narrative 

That didn’t serve me

Has gone out with the sea  

All because this word gave me hope

And in it I holy believe 

So come and do the work with me 

You’re not stuck to be 

The person you think you will always be 

You can change

And learn 

And grow 

Doesn’t that sound miraculous 

Some days I think so 

This word means hope

It’s powerful 

It’s neuroplasticity