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Who will whisper to you?

A poem by Anne Birgitte Vestheim J.

Today he will proclaim his love to you. He will bring you flowers, treat you like a queen, talk about your beauty, open his heart, and tell you about the light you bring into his life.

But who will whisper to you about the secrets?

I will. Your sister will. I will tell you about the source.

Woman, you find your MAGIC in the silence.
In the pause between your breaths.
In the suspension between the lines of a poem.
In that moment between life and death.

Woman, your POWER lies in your flow.
The flow of your soul.
The flow of your heart.
When you discover that one tiny brightly flower in the midst of the forest.
When you turn around just in time to capture the rainbow over the city.

Woman, you find your STRENGTH in your vulnerability.
When you cannot hide anymore the truth of who you are.
When you stand naked before the world.
You become unbeatable ´cause you know who you are.
‘Cause you dare to be.

These are our secrets.

This is my whisper to you.


The other day, I was having a drink with friends (after a professional women networking event) and the topic of Valentine’s day popped up. I mentioned that, in Mexico, 14th of February is referred to as the day of love and friendship. There were periods in my life when it was more important to celebrate with my friends that with whoever I was in a romantic relationship. As a young woman in Mexico, I often said that friends are forever, and forever is not always true for boyfriends/partners/significant-others. Anyway, these delightful women and I decided to celebrate friendship day in Oslo, and exchange chocolates and words (as I used to do with my friends in my younger years). Anne wrote the poem above as her Valentine word contribution. I found it inspiring and beautifully crafted, so I asked Anne to publish it here. She gracefully accepted.

If you want to read more by my guest writer, visit her blog: Mrs My Heaven – – the secret path to pleasure.


Adriana Citlali



Shiny glass

      What  do  you  see?

Memory   or   possibility?

Is she the girl
          the lady
a scientist      ?
    lost    female
or the woman you don’t know?

Tell me
What do you fear?
How do you dream?
What’s behind your lips?

Just stop the silence

End this reflection

Close my eyes


_____Adriana Citlali

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