I will not be a slave to fear. I am brave. I will not be a slave to oppression. I am free.
I will file the bars down with my callused hands, for freedom. I will stand tall in a world that tells me to bow down, for bravery
This body has been raised up, to fight this mind cracked wide open, to see and this heart destroyed, to love as freely as a song bird sings
I have returned, not with vengeance but with strength and determination. I may slow down, but I will not quit. I may rest but I will always open my eyes with a renewed spirit ready to run the race toward victory
Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily on improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.
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