What speaks your Beloved?

I see you and I love you, may you speak

Speak now for all to see your truth.

Raw blood flooding your face.

The face that has given birth.

That dies and dies again for life.

The face that has surrendered her ego, and stood in the fierce fire still.

The face of the mother that lost all of her children, and still will lie down to give birth to more.

So that one can live free.

The face of the beloved that wants you all.

She wants all of you.

She knows you.

The face of the daughter that finally knows what love anrevernece to her womb is.

What respect and honour to Her mother is.

The one that has chosen to walk with Him.

To wake Him up.

Oh. Yes, I am her.

My face knows my heart. My heart speaks to her.

My womb and my heart are beating as one now, and my body is the screen for all of you to see Her in her glory.

To see her as His beloved Queen.

TO know that one cannot be without the other.

So give up your blame, surrender your shame, give away your grief,

And release the fear: Let her show you who you are.

I am her.

I choose her, over any image that distorts how much she feels.

How much she knows in her bones.

How much she does not mind anything that is passing by

How much she is.

How much she is HERE to love you whole through me.

I am blessed to know her.

I shall never forsake her again.

Great Lover, great mother, Great Goddess Warrior.

Thank you for showing me who I am.