Exponential Goddess

July 2021 | St Maarten

A few weeks ago I was messaging with a gorgeous friend of mine in France.

She’s a radical beauty.

Totally wild fire incarnate.

And as we do sometimes, all of us, unless you were the bodhisattva, we question our Goddess/God self.

We hesitate over our own divine aspects.

I said to her, “You are exponential goddess.”

Most likely, something I needed to say to my very own self.

Or something I needed to hear.

Never fails.

We are so f*#*ing divine incarnate. We are so third eye/crown chakra/bring it to my heart chakra, pull it up through my root chakra, how much is your second chakra spinning vibrant vital.

We are the memory and we are the future.

I have another incredible woman friend living in Florida right now. Colorado. Bali. Europe. Whatever country she’s been in before she even blessed the state of Florida. All of the countries we’ve been in. For years I’ve said to her: You are Quan Yin walking around.

Once again, maybe something I needed to hear myself.

But honestly, not that time. She really is Quan Yin walking around. She’s so Buddha beautiful mama love exquisite gold foil everywhere studied the depths of heaven and earth.

Truly.

And she’s a reflexión of the things I Can Remember. I. Am.

Holy.

Not on some outside far away place. No. Not just some thing I see through my third eye exquisite.

No. I’m holy deep in my cells.

The kind of thing science just wishes it could touch.

The wild thing is, our imagination is often closer to the truth than anything science has ever touched.

We all need reminders sometimes of how beautiful we are. Of what a miracle we actually are, walking around this planet.

Above is a photo from my birthday morning here on St Maarten. I didn’t know what the day would bring or how I would feel.

I didn’t have a party planned as I’ve often been overwhelmed with how to receive.
Surprising to some, as they imagine a love beam like myself couldn’t possibly have a problem receiving. Ah, humanity.

A teacher said to me many years ago when I wrestled with that very thing: for as much as you don’t think you are loveable is how much the universe is determined to show you how very loveable you are.

The diverse experiences of being human and divine.

We are human right now.

But we’ve been divine forever.

The wildness of this lifetime for me, is remembering that.

Love you to the moons of Jupiter and back.

xo
Christine