You do not need permission to be who you are.

That intelligence has always been known and always will be, come what may.

That your memory has been erased temporarily does not mean that all is lost.

There waits the secrets in the archives of your body until visited with curiosity once again.

Begin to study your own lineage until the beautiful intricate web of your chosen life can be perceived, glistening in your mind’s eye, to be admired as it expands and contracts as universes do.

You may have been taught that all you desire and need lies at arms length and is limited by what your public eye can see.

Know that this is an untruth, to keep you from the power banks of your womb and heart energies.

Feed her the nutritious sprouts of sunshine.

And watch her memories unfold

Some like fireworks of green and gold

And others like gentle ripples to simply behold

Minds cannot follow this timeless creativity

But need her pragmatism to protect endless possibilities to flow far out and deep within

Open your heart like a lotus flower deeply rooted in the richness of mother earth’s clay.

Carry the message barefooted on the rocky path smoothing the edges of the pebbles with your tears revealing their jewels.

Hold these gems in your hand, kiss it with your essential oils and blow the twinkling dust to bloom flowers for the dancing children to pick for their crowns.