When you are naked to the world

When you put a label on your authenticity,

You are not operating in your soul's truth,

You are merely in an unconscious loop

Vulnerability doesn't need to be shown to the world

Most people want to believe they are truly letting go of the chains that bound them in fear,

But they are just putting on a performance

With a different mask

And a different limitation,

The ego wants to create a vulnerable narrative,

One where you believe the filters

Have dropped to the floor

And you are naked to the world

It's a resonance you cannot ignore

That determines if you're still hiding

Or your soul is the driver

You don't need to broadcast who you really are,

Because your soul wants you

To find the love in you

And to sit with the deep rivers that exist

When others aren't looking

That is peace and the gateway

To merging back with your soul

The world sees vulnerability and authenticity

As a weakness

You're no longer able to play the games

When you finally undress and take away the filters

The lightning bolt of sovereignty

Is not lightweight

But a heavy homecoming

It is you coming back to your truth,

A type of power few have truly tapped into

No words,

No actions,

Just you being in a frequency

Where silence is expression

And your heart knows it

The language of frequency

The heart is not designed to lie,

What you feel is a message

In the language of frequency,

More powerful than words

You sense the yearning,

The cries of pleasure,

The need to find what's deeper

A harmonic resonance

Where your soul feels free

To explore what others find weird

This is your power

You sense the beauty in gentle love

And you see the beauty in pushing the boundaries

Intimacy is the electrical current

That creates the flow

Of a river that can never dry up

Because your soul chose to walk this path,

Filled with gold

Not to impress

But to express

What once felt like shame

Your shadows are the breakthroughs

Your shadows are the breakthroughs

But when you let them control you,

The nightmare never ends

You

Are

The catalyst

The sovereign leader with intelligence

To choose differently

Even when the phantom images

Knock on the door

And they make you want to lash out

And shrink at the same time

The Healer's Ache

The ache holds stories

Of ones I did not write

Stories built just for safety--

A river of unawareness flows

Until the jolt of electricity

Opens my eyes

And I can see the knots clearly

Enough to say thank you

For making me realize

That I had a choice

To continue the stories

Or close the book forever

Your soul already knows

The womb listens

To what is verbally not said,

The tension,

The flood of emotions

Even the sensations your body

Responds to when your sexual fire

Opens another portal

To a dimension your soul already knows

But now you're not afraid

Of the murmuring

From those who never dared

To alchemize what lies on the other side

The darkness where your soul

Finds the golden keys,

The medicine,

Healing one step at a time