Love Letter to Woman

You flow and you pulse and your feet caress the Earth in a way that is only natural for your feet.

You sway with a warmth in your hips that invites the world to enter your rhythmic  channel. 

Your hands skim the tops of waves and then sink back to the cress, 

never breaking contact with the surface, but always with a lightness that allows their forms undisturbed.

Your eyes laugh with every child kissed, every wound mended, every embrace shared, and every tear wiped. 

Your mouth. Your mouth that forms words to join nations. 

Your words that can stop the greatest of all beings in their tracks. 

Your words are everything. 

They are the gateway from your soul to the rest of humanity. 

You must discover the best way in which to express your words. 

Maybe your words, your communications with the rest of us, are not formed with letters. 

Maybe rather, they are physical strums to create groups of vibrational sounds that can reach people.

Maybe your transmissions are the stomps of your feet, rock of your hips, and fluid of your arms. 

Maybe they come to life with color on a blank canvas. 

Find your words, dedicate time to discovering this expression. 

Spend time with your practice, and learn the different motions of this experience. 

Next.

Share.

Share  when you create something to be shared. 

Because every part of you is beautiful, woman. Every part of you is so beautiful. 

Be loved, be adored, be celebrated, and be coveted. 

You are the one that causes the plants to shake with excitement, the one that shakes in excitement to reunite with the soft frequencies of comfort from the plants. 

You are half the universe, and half the universe is you, 

your essence mixing with that of the universe, that of the universe cycling into your essence, two is one, one is two, forever is one, and we are everything. 

Fully of the Earth, fully of herself, truly woman. 

You are strength personified, strength in physical form. 

Take the beautiful essence of man, and take everything naturally occurring in your interior, and create life. 

Grow a heartbeat, grow a breathing vessel for consciousness within your center.

If this essence is not introduced, your natural moon rhythm will cycle through, maintaining your body prepared for life creation. 

The blood of your moon is sacred, something beautiful to be appreciated and celebrated. 

Be bold. Be so bold.

Scream and grunt and bellow in ways like you never thought possible. 

Fill the space with your voice, with your vibration. 

Do everything you do unapologetically. 

Continue to walk the walk of sacred.