I walk in the motion of power.
Power is alignment.
It is rooted steadily—
feet planted in ancestral soil,
hips remembering the rhythm of safety.
It is sacral warm—
desire unapologetic,
pleasure unashamed,
creative fire humming beneath silk.
It is solar bright—
a sun at my core
that does not scorch to prove itself.
It simply rises.
I reign in my power
not to contain it—
but to circulate it.
To let it move through my spine
like liquid gold,
chakra to chakra,
breath to breath.
My heart—open.
Not naive.
Open like a cathedral window
letting light pass through without losing its frame.
My throat—clear.
I speak in frequency, not frenzy.
Words chosen like jewels—
precise, warm, deliberate.
My third eye—awake.
I see what trembles beneath surfaces.
I see who is steady and who is searching.
I smile anyway.
And my crown—
ah, my crown—
a quiet halo of knowing.
No scrambling. No shrinking.
Just the serene authority of someone
who remembers who she is.
High vibration is not chaos.
It is coherence.
Love and passion braided together—
devotion without desperation,
intensity without imbalance.
I do not chase every compliment.
I let them orbit.
Planets do not beg the sun for light.
I am sensationally vibrant—
not because I glitter loudly,
But because I glow consistently.
Because my energy is curated,
disciplined, delicious.
There is sass in my stillness.
A playful tilt of the head that says,
“Yes, I know.”
There is humor in my grace.
I have watched rooms rearrange themselves
around calm confidence.
It rattles many.
I remain grounded.
That is the real victory.
Root anchored.
Heart luminous.
Crown clear.
This is divine glow—
not borrowed, not begged, not bargained.
It is love circulating freely.
It is passion without apology.
It is power without noise.
And I—
high frequency,
fully embodied,
soft and sovereign—
remain right here
in my light–
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