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The Air Woman
DEAR WIND WOMAN,I have a feeling you've spent a lot of your life trying to explain things that feel unexplainable. Things like...The feeling you got before the phone rang.The dream that later came true.The knowing that arrived without logic.The way you can walk into a room and feel everything.The way you know when something is off before anyone says a word.The way life seems to speak to you through symbols, synchronicities, whispers, and moments that others might miss entirely.Codes, messages, frequencies that feel both ancient and yet also from the future of where humanity is headed.I know because, I am you...I have struggled to explain all of these things too. Struggled to find the form for the ethereal and the tangible for the intangible.We weave in the ethereal realm. But here is the thing...Oftentimes, we spend just as much time questioning ourselves as we do trusting.Does this sound like you at all right now?Wondering if you're imagining it.Wondering if you're reading too much into things.Wondering if you should be more practical.More logical.More realistic.Wondering if perhaps you should stop listening to that quiet voice altogether.Wondering if the collective is ready for the caliber of magic you hold?Wondering if the time is now or not to share all that you have flooding through your channel at any given moment.Listen, my love...What if the voice you've been questioning is the very thing that has been trying to guide you home?Because as I sit with your presence, what I feel most strongly is not confusion.I feel remembrance.I feel a woman standing at the edge of her own knowing.A woman who already senses the truth but keeps looking around the room to see if someone else will confirm it first.A woman who already feels the answer but has been taught to trust certainty more than herself.A woman who already knows.And perhaps that's why this season feels so wildly uncomfortable.Because life is no longer asking you to gather more evidence (you have more than enough).Life is asking you to trust what you know.Not what everyone else knows.Not what makes sense to everyone else.Not what can be proven.What you know.The knowing that arrives before the explanation.The knowing that arrives before the plan.The knowing that arrives before the proof.Because some of the most important moments in your life were never logical.They were intuitive.They were sacred.They were whispers you chose to follow.And every single one brought you here.I have a feeling you've been waiting for a sign.A confirmation.A message.A little proof that your time is now.So let this be the reminder, the sign, the answered prayer:You are not disconnected from your intuition.You are not too much.You are not lost.You have simply spent so much time listening to everyone else's voices that your own has become harder to hear or diluting your own magic so it feels digestible for the current realm.But we don't need the diluted version of you.We need the you that has always been there.Waiting...Patiently.Lovingly.Waiting for you to trust yourself enough that you share it all with the rest of us.You don't need all of the words right in this moment, you just need enough to start. Enough to return. Enough to join me outside of your beautiful, sacred cave.Let the wind carry you.A Devotional Practice For This SeasonFind ten quiet minutes.Leave the books closed.Leave the podcast off.Leave the advice for another day.Place your hand on your heart and ask:"What do I already know?"Then write.Do not edit.Do not analyze.Do not second-guess.Simply allow the words to arrive.You may be surprised by how much wisdom has been waiting for your attention.The Doorways I Would Most Lovingly Place Before YouThere are many ways to walk within this world.These are simply the pathways I would place before a woman remembering how to trust the wisdom already living within her.[ Becoming Ceremonial Women ][ The Circle ][ Apprenticeship ]Before choosing, pause for a moment.Notice what expands within you.Notice what feels familiar.Notice what feels like truth.The path meant for you will often feel less like discovering something new and more like remembering something ancient.Trust that feeling.Trust yourself.Trust the woman who has been quietly gathering signs, whispers, dreams, and knowing for far longer than she realizes.She has been leading you home all along.