A sovereign woman speaks her truth when the time is right, without needing to prove herself through provoking or triggering - her confidence needs no audience. Instead, she meets others where they are, guiding them gently towards wisdom when they’re ready to receive it. She doesn’t force others to understand life’s mysteries when they are not yet ready to.

She is at ease in solitude, unbothered by the spotlight or the shadows. Her prayer is simple: to be a vessel for the Divine, a force of service and upliftment. She trusts the universe’s design, knowing she will arrive exactly where and when she’s needed.

She doesn’t need fancy clothes, decorations or a priestess’s robes to feel mystical. She doesn’t seek validation to know her value, or mimic others’ vocabulary to be magical. Her authenticity radiates otherworldly beauty and warmth from the inside out.

Her wounds have healed; she no longer blames the patriarchy, past lovers, family or anyone. She’s quick to forgive, to love and accepts others where they are on their soul's evolution. She needs little to no boundaries. She claims full ownership of her life and honors her part in it.

To her, God is beyond gender- and sees the Divine in all things; realizing that she is Love itself.

She may look simple, yet beneath the surface, she is the most radiant, magical goddess you’ll ever meet.

Maybe one day I’ll get there...