Perched for so long on this precipice,
Waiting for permission to fly,
Given reasons as to why it is not yet time…
The winds of change sing to my heart in a language; with an understanding deeper and more profound than the deepest depths of any spoken word.
Labels that turned into sentences, into paragraphs, into stories, into false realities, are falling away; freely floating to the earth as I fly higher towards the truth of my sun.
My purpose arrives with more clarity with each passing moment. It is time to celebrate who I am, who you are, as we are.
Honoring the authenticity in how we all show up differently living and shining in our own unique and individual truths.
As I fly above, I promise you darling, you will never walk alone.