Remembering yourself to the point of no return.
Poetry, mysticism, intimacy, divine feminine, art, self-healing
Here you stand,
The taste of grace,
Washing out,
The bitterness of your fear.
Nothing is left in the back of your mind.
Only pure desire
To be witnessed
In your fullness.
How sweet it is to meet you here.
In this light.
To see you,
Revealed, Naked, Free.
Fully showered,
In the rays of your heart,
Waking your mind up.
Gently.
Melting away your fear,
To be yourself to the point of no return.
See yourself for the first time,
Terrified, cracked open,
Emptied of distractions.
Expanding into the home within.
Empty to fill it with the truth.
Surrendered to meet
The mystery of
Your own self.
To be free.
You are the way.
You are,
The destination of your urge.
It is you.
So let go of the rules.
You paid to learn,
So that you can forget them.
To give up what you are not,
No,
You do not feel ready.
But do you know
How stunning you are,
Revealed
In the Sun of your heart,
As it gently
Wakes you up.
To be yourself to the point of no return.
To be fully awake in this dream,
To remember you're truly home.
To fall, to rise, and to fly.
Remembering yourself
To the point of no return.