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a thank you.

your clarity is what gives me comfort. your certainty lets me rest into mine. when i can see how you claim what’s yours, that you’ve mastered your own energy, i’m not chasing you for an answer. i don’t need you to change. i trust you. you see me beneath the mask i wear, and that is how i know you apart from those who can only adore the performance. because who i am, in all of my seasons and in all my rage and grief and truth, is safe in your arms and beautiful in your eyes, i can be soft. i can surrender. i can give you everything.

when you give me safety, this is the template for me to build my own. when you show me how the masculine is designed to hold the feminine, you show me all of me; you show me how to make myself complete. and when you protect me from your own shadows, from the wounds of childhood and the karma of lifetimes, we can both have this space to heal.

my relationship with you will always show me my relationship to myself. how do i hold me? is it with love and respect? or is it extractive? do you love me for who i am or for what i can provide? this is how the masculine and the feminine are a gift to one another, even at our most imbalanced or misaligned. when i see you, i see me. when you can’t give me what i need, i can’t give freely, and that’s how i know our love is a lesson and not union. the sun needs to shine for the moon to be full.

the feminine principle is wild and generative; i know how to turn a little bit into a lot. i can see the future and you know my energy is what multiplies blessings. show me your kingdom and i’ll make it bigger. sit with me in the dark, and together, in being and feeling, we will remember we are already whole.