Sacred & Savage
Truth Bares its Teeth and Love Never Flinches
An excerpt from my new book in the making—
Don’t be fooled into thinking that feminine energy is just about being sweet and gentle, all love and light. Feminine energy embodies the essence of darkness; it’s the deep, black abyss that awakens the soul. It's midnight storms, and velvet voids between the stars that chills your bones—creation and destruction—screams that spilt heavens open, refusing to kneel, and petrifying cowards.
She's not here to be nice but worshipped or feared, and she doesn't care which. The feminine was never about sweetness, bows or ribbons—dare stand in the presence of a woman who knows her darkness and isn't afraid of it—she can resurrect or obliterate with a single hand. Look, that is the divine feminine—respect her or be undone—those are the only options so choose wisely.
She is not here to be your muse. Power is not in heels and perfume but scars and claws. Nor does she turn down her power for your comfort.
For centuries, the world has tried to water her down—be good, be small, be nice—but her energy is not a candle—it's a black hole—pulling everything into orbit—demanding tribute or annihilation. That's what feminine energy is—cyclical, untamed, unpredictable. Her love is a gift—her wrath is a warning. Ignore it at your peril. You can't domesticate what was born wild—she is raw and real. If you survive her fire you are reborn.
She is not afraid of the dark. She is the dark—the question and the answer. She is not here not to comfort you—but to challenge you— to destroy what is false and awaken what is true.
She is the serpent in the garden. She is sacred but she is a savage first. If you cross her, she will erupt. If you betray her, she will vanish. Meet her as an equal or leave her alone.
She is every woman who dared to be whole—dark, divine and utterly unstoppable.
She is the divine feminine and her motto is simple—respect her or be undone.
