To own it all

Phew. It's intense to shred layers and layers of stuff weighing me down. The tarot cards suddenly lives vibrant inside of me. My rebellious heart and my deeply aware and slightly guarded womb are both protecting my soft and tender solar plexus. Because I don't live by willpower but womb wisdom and love. They are deeply activated to protect my soft romantic. She who lives by deep emotions and belive in the impossible. These days has been extremely emotional and I feel my hormones all over the place. I cry easily and I feel hopeless and brave at the same time. It's so much that wants to be expressed and seen. Understood and embraced. Then I breathe down to my roots. And remember who I am. I am Eros embodied. Living,  breathing eros. That's the very foundation of my life.

When I truly feel lost, it's incredibly powerful to remember who I really am. And as a quiet reminder. All the masculine cards shows a steady, deeply rooted and felt presence and love. It's generous, wise and filled with fire and insight. He is already here. In me. He still takes his time to step out of the shadows in real life. To let me know that he actually is here,  in the flesh, for and with me.

It's a deep comfort to lean into the beautiful art and to trust life even deeper.

This newfound need to express fucking everything is scary. Who am I when I allow to put everything into words? It's time to take fully responsibility for myself,  my choices and my emotions.

I want a man, I need a man and relationship is the sacred path to deeper growth and healing. I don't want to be alone. I know it's all in preparation for what's to come. To speak my honest,  vulnerable,  raw truth. For real. To see and feel myself deeply. To hold myself accountable and responsible for what's mine to own.