Honour the mystic.
The one who knows, in the solid earth, the framework of her own bones
The one who senses the current of the universe swelling in her heart, coursing through her veins
The one who feels the existence of galaxies churning beneath her ribs and sees constellations in her eyes
The one who touches the ripple at the boundary where ‘you’ and ‘I’ are seamlessly intertwined
The one who leans in and listens at the door of the cosmos, welcoming the wisdom that seeps through in faded, velvet whispers
The one who savours the light and revels in the tranquil darkness
The wise one. The wild one. The untamed and unnamed. The raw and truthful. The brave unknown.
You have shied away from her believing you see her only in others, yet missing her alive and awake within the edges of your skin. But it is she, under all the layers, playing games with gravity and dense form, that you truly are.
It is time you stepped in. Unveil, release, relinquish. You are wholly shedding all that is not you to reclaim the crystalline truth that is.
You honour the mystic as you remember; you are, we are, I am – Her
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