She wants to do things that scare the shit right out of your human ~ at least the one you currently operate as. Yes there's another you....

Her precise and at times apparently 'ridiculous' instructions will make your palms sweat, your heart race and your mind jump to every excuse under the sun as to why you can't.... why you shouldn't....

Excuses that she steps on and puts out like she was crushing a cigarette.

She, being your highest feminine frequency self, who btw already exists. Oh you bet, she's real.

It's the imagined you who is not.

She wants you in your true power; your rapid fire, your brightest confidence and courage. She wants you to know the pulse of spiritual blood in your veins, to drive the flow and movement in your hips, the swell of your heart, the delicious wetness between your legs.

She's the fully awakened feminine energy that dances bare foot with souls.

Her light so potent it powers up the hearts of those who's fields entangle with hers because she loves with her spirit.

God she is raw, and she is beautiful.

You think you don't know her and that she's oceans away, but she's not. She want's you to know that she's as nearby as your next dream, and though you can't see her, deep beneath the surface of your skin and bone, she waits.

And it's fear and the shadowy tales of unworthiness and illusion of not enough-ness that's poison to her.

She wants you to know that every-past-thing you cling to inhibits her release, her revival, her rise into the full spectrum of power, pleasure and extreme potency as she descends into her roots.

She wants you to live her movie.

She wants you to live authentic AF.

And you mightn't realize it yet, but there's a way that you can start showing up as she shows up...

Start doing what she does..

Start saying what says...and in the tone of truth that she says it...

Walking like she walks...

Commanding like she commands..

Processing like she processes...

Responding like she responds...

Trusting like she trusts...

Owning what’s yours and swatting away the projections of others as they fall to your feet like droplets of rain...

She wants you to live your standards, high like hers...

And your boundaries tight, like hers..

She isn’t just some fantasy, or figment of your imagination. She isn't a figure on your dream board, or a garment you adorn yourself in at your goddess circle, only to step back out of the minute you close your front door.

She is your AUTHENTIC SELF - Your feminine core...

She is your anchor into a new reality...

She is your compass.

She is your wisest counsel.

She is your surest bet.

She is your magnet to the awakened masculine.

And your highest codes of consciousness activated.

She is the destiny you're here to live...

She is you, being totally, utterly, eternally your best fucking self...

And it's only fear keeps you from knowing, being, living her.