The Becoming

The gloriously, brilliantly colorful, incandescent unfurling of my wings. Set, dry and ready to take flight into this beautifully vast universe of uncharted possibilities. The expansion and growth that I’ve accumulated during this last leg of my journey inward has propelled me farther and further than I have ever been. Into profound ocean caverns and trenches of myself and outward into all that is and exists, seen and unseen. The slow & fluid uncoiling of my spine, like a serpent after a long, deep slumber. An awakening of self, of spirit and body. Stretching, reaching, eager and aching to move forward into this new realm as who & what we have finally become. An awakening of consciousness. The uniting of all the lost, fragmented, wounded and shattered pieces of my soul… Gathered so achingly, preciously, tenderly and brokenly.. The multitudes, all of the countless previous versions of me come together, weeping but with reverence and joy, to nurse them gently and lovingly back into the whole. As I have been in past incarnations, and have always been meant to be again.. The medicine woman. The healer. Of soul, mind and body. Having ventured unwavering into the darkest, deepest reaches of myself and come back, as something far greater. Standing naked and fierce in the towering, ferocious heat & flames of my own divine spirit. Burning wildly..

I feel no pain,

For I have Become the Fire.