The Woman You Are Becoming
The woman you are becoming is waiting
She is waiting for you to see yourself in her eyes
Waiting for you to see Life through her eyes
Waiting for you to see the magic
The potential
The beauty
The love
The abundance
The joy
All around you
The life you dream of
Is waiting for you to get big
Is waiting for you to leap
To dance
To devour the invitation of its beckoning
It’s aching to hear the music of your heartstrings
Your voice
Your truth
Your wisdom
The woman you are becoming is waiting for you
She is waiting for you to step out of your stories
She is waiting for you to lift and step beyond the veils
She is waiting for you to see beyond your own illusions
She is waiting for you to see through your self-sabotaging nature
Your naivety
And stubborness
She is waiting for you to drop your defenses
Your fears
The holographic imprints of the past
The stories of smallness
Struggle
Suffering
And shortcomings
The woman of your becoming is waiting for you to step into the milky way of opalescent light that is the hearth of your potential
The woman you are becoming
Is mulching within
In your ovaries, in your womb, and in your heart
The woman you are becoming
Is swimming in the sea of wisdom
In your loins
In your belly
In your hips
She is dancing in the joy of your feet finding the wild woman’s rhythm upon this earth
The woman you are becoming
Is shining in the moon, the sea, and the stars
Her glow is the luminous loom of weaving
Of magic
And dreams
The loom is weaving the life YOU CLAIM
It’s weaving the life YOU SEE
It’s weaving the life YOU BELIEVE
It’s weaving the power YOU HARNESS
She is waiting for you to see the light
The woman you are becoming is shedding the layers of the past
She’s shedding the stories
She’s shedding the martyr
She’s shedding the victim
And she is growing into the light of her desire
She is growing into the light of her dreams
Her blood is of the sea
Hoping that you will be swept by the current
Her body is of the mountains, the valleys, and the trees
Hoping you will breathe in their life force
Her eyes are of the wildflowers
Hoping you will see the glory
Her breath is of the wind
Dancing and kissing the cheeks of experience
Hoping you will embrace the adventure
Your heart is of her heart
And she is hoping you will hear the rhythm
She is hoping you will surrender to the beat
She is hoping you will be mesmerized by the harmony that is aching to be brought forth
The woman of your becoming is weaving the way
She is weaving the tapestry of your divine design
She is weaving magic
She is weaving beauty
She is weaving everything you desire
Everything you long for
Her longing is for you to listen
To trust
And to follow
Always
Lay beneath the dark moon night and listen
Kneel upon the earth and listen
Receive the rays of the sun and listen
Feel the wisdom within you
Feel the great mother within you
Feel the life force within you
Feel the potential within you
The woman you are becoming
Is the woman you were always meant to be
The woman you are becoming
Is the woman you were always going to be
The woman you are becoming
Can see the path that has brought you here
Right here, right now, in perfection
The woman you long to become
Is the woman that you already are
Waiting for you to realize she is you
With Marigold love,
Abby
