I received a call today.
From my body
And from Mother Earth herself.
“I’ve sent so many messages
Through so many messengers.
I love you.
I want you to come home.
I need you to keep me safe.
I invite you to cherish me more.
Honour me more.
Show up like a mama lion for me.
Soothe me with your touch when I am stressed.
Stop everything and put me first.
Listen long and lovingly to my needs.
Delight in meeting them.
Because you love me.
Don’t hand me over to someone else
To do it for you.
Instead of you.
Don’t abandon me when I feel unsafe
Stop everything and put me first.
I need to feel your presence.
All the time.
Always.
Put me first.
Honour me with your choices.
Put me first.
Honour me.
Listen to my every tiny desire.
Welcome and adore my desires.
Delight in pleasing me,
Nurturing me,
Lighting me up.
Treat me like a goddess,
A temple.
I am you.
I am that.
Act like it.
Come home.
Reading this message back, it feels like the deepest call of the feminine in me, to my masculine energy, which has been so active, doing and thinking and striking out. Building and shaping and directing….
In so many ways this call for union has been resounding in me. Even now, as I am here writing a blog post hunched at the desk, a wild little puppy is tearing at my ankles – “Hey! I am life embodied, I am the earth in motion, be here now with me.” So I’ll end here, and go roll around on the rug by the fire.