The Ever-Present Holding (A Poetic Prose)
There is a sacred thread, a presence bigger than us, woven into the very fabric of our being. This is the truth of who we are, and it has been holding us together all along.
This beautiful little girl, in fragments… searching to be whole, yearning for her way home to the beauty of her own soul.
Birthing into a world plunged in a confusion that lodges within her bones, inside her fragile body. In that crucial moment of her first cry, denied a nurturing welcome, denied the natural flow of her mother’s warm embrace... Yet, in this very moment where heaven meets earth, the sting of earthly rejection transforms into a spiritual adoption. An angelic swooping into that sacred space of desertion, holding her close, soothing her, and nurturing her in the ever-expanding love of her Cosmic Mother. A moment of pure, blissful, spiritual abandon—a home for which her soul thirsts.
Her wounded self slowly emerges, revealing cracks through her little being… a venom that gradually poisons her soul. Her body remembers the countless moments of betrayal and rejection, bringing forth a pain, a fear, a trauma, a bitterness that engulf her very essence. Self-abandonment, self-mistrust, feelings of worthlessness, shame, and guilt surge to the surface. She suppresses them, seeking refuge in an endless spiral of worldly distractions, shielding herself from feeling… from healing…
Through her woundedness, a whisper, a gentle whisper deep within her spirit, quietly beckons her home to the healing embrace of her Cosmic Mother. The burning fire of her wounds, forging the path for this whisper to be heard, to be felt…the path to where her Queendom dwells.
Alas, this path to her Queendom is filled with twists and turns, luring her into worldly lies, where she relives her wounds in a quest for affection. She ignores the divine warning signals from her soul, casting them aside as she loses herself in the intoxicating pursuit of outward love.
In the very depths of her lostness, in the spasms of her despair, she finally feels the protective presence of her Cosmic Mother, a force impregnated in her soul, gnawing at her to look within.
In this sacred space, the inner bridge of self-forgiveness awaits. As she journeys through her path of mirrors, a transmutation slowly unfolds, shifting self-abandonment into sacred self-devotion, self-mistrust into self-trust, worthlessness into worthiness, shame into self-acceptance, and guilt into forgiveness.
This earned peace is the path to her Queendom, a realm she finally recognises as her own, a sanctuary of her own Unconditional Love.