{"id":775,"date":"2022-06-15T15:03:54","date_gmt":"2022-06-15T15:03:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/?p=775"},"modified":"2022-06-15T15:08:48","modified_gmt":"2022-06-15T15:08:48","slug":"georgia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/?p=775","title":{"rendered":"Georgia"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=&#8221;776&#8243; img_size=&#8221;full&#8221; alignment=&#8221;center&#8221;][vc_column_text]<\/p>\n<div dir=\"auto\">We dance as children<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Pure, innocent, unselfconscious<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">We dance into adolescence<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">As wandering eyes track our moves<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">And expectations creep around our shoulders<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Our dance narrows as we dodge the arrows<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Shame, Fear, Fragility<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">No one escapes completely<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Dances change, pause, even fall<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Spirits crushed and confused<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Desparation becomes a steady companion<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Yet I know of those who dance on<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Wounded and aggrieved<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Leaping through bitterness and anger<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">A warning cry<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">A lament, a story unfinished, a reimagining<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Stories that shine a path<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">We dance the wisdom of our pain<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">We dance to save ourselves<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">We dance and we are free<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\n<h4>Georgia<\/h4>\n<\/div>\n<p>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=&#8221;776&#8243; img_size=&#8221;full&#8221; alignment=&#8221;center&#8221;][vc_column_text] We dance as children Pure, innocent, unselfconscious We dance into adolescence As wandering eyes track our moves And expectations creep around our shoulders Our dance narrows as we dodge the arrows Shame, Fear, Fragility No one [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":776,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-775","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-blog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/775","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=775"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/775\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":781,"href":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/775\/revisions\/781"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/776"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=775"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=775"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/heartburnwomen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=775"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}