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Author: Sherley Delia
Embracing the Path of Alchemy
I used to think transformationarrived with thunder—a dramatic unraveling,a phoenix rehearsed in flames. It does not. It arrives in subtler … More
Aligned in My Own Frequency
I walk in the motion of power.Power is alignment. It is rooted steadily—feet planted in ancestral soil,hips remembering the rhythm … More
Simply Beautiful
I do not enter rooms—I arrive. Not with thunder,not with spectacle,But with the soft authorityof a woman who knowsShe is … More
Fire Horse Energy, New Moon
The Fire Horse does not tiptoe.It does not RSVP.It does not text “on my way.” It arrives. Mane on fire.Hooves … More
A Celebration, Undisturbed
I celebrate without fireworks.No confetti cannons.No orchestral swell announcing my arrival. The sun does not shout when it rises—And yet, … More
The Curriculum of Quiet Things
I have studied in cathedrals made of trees,where the syllabus was windand the lectures arrived barefoot. Nature is not dramatic … More
Turns Out, I’m New Here
I’ve been learning new things about myself—Apparently, I’ve been understudying a roleI was never cast in. Who knew? There’s a … More
Seasonal Detachment
Missing you is allowed.I’ve checked.It doesn’t come with a summonsor a return label. Some feelings are just visitors—they pass through,comment … More
What the Elder Knew
A Lakota elder once said—and I keep this where my spine remembers it—You are not livingIf you are not healing. … More