A Manifestation Piece Called "Calling Him In"
My heart is wide open.
Ready for your love to place me in a state of overflow.
You see, I don’t need you. I want you.
Two very different energies.
I’ve learnt to cultivate and nurture myself,
to become the one who can give all those things to my own being first.
And you, my love, you are that slow exhale my body didn’t realise it had been holding.
The kind of relief that feels like coming home.
Your goodness, your pure intentions, your unconditional love and reverence for me, it all pours out of you so effortlessly.
You are my biggest cheerleader.
“That’s my woman,” you say, and I feel it so deeply that doubt doesn’t even get a breath.
When you kiss me, your hands in my hair, our collective energy, our love, is so palpable we disappear into a realm that doesn’t feel tangible.
The chemistry, the heat, the yearning, it never ends. Because we are two sovereign beings choosing to meet in unity.
And just when it feels like the moment couldn’t possibly expand any further, our baby girl calls out for us, stirring from her sleep and our hearts crack open all over again, reminding us that life really doesn’t get better than this.