Okay. Here goes.
There is a part of me I have resisted acknowledging and claiming for my entire life. A range I’ve rejected in myself.
A frequency others have carried and shown me that terrifies me. Shut me down. Caused me to cut and run. Turn my back. Roll over. Play dead.
Authority figures are power. Some flaunt it about like a new toy. Ready to overcome the next person that threatens them. Step on them. Destroy them.
Powerful creators of all kinds often manage this one well. They know what they want. They do it. They overcome anything in the way. They do what they came to do. Regardless who or what might be blocking them. They take action and create. It may cost them something big or not. They act. Now.
Embodied Heart Intelligent people integrate and put this power, knowing, strength and courage into action. They speak their voice. They insist on being heard. They open to give all and receive all.
They stand up. Show their face. Allow themselves to be seen. To be witnessed. To be held. To be acknowledged. Alive.
Demonstrating their fire. Their passion. Their love. What drives them. To where. Now.
Today I claim my power. The will to know my own truth beyond the shadow of a doubt. To go beyond the conditioning that has rendered me silent. Helpless. Useless. Invisible. Subservient. Powerless.
The power to speak my truth. To show up. To be vulnerable. To inspire hope. To guide. To impart courage. Strength. Power. Clarity. Intention. Passion.
To be all of me. The big. The little. The powerful. The weak. The good. Bad. Ugly. Vast. Beautiful. Creative. Insightful. Awesome.
Now.
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