Arch Four
The Return
The most powerful word in a woman’s vocabulary is the word no.
She says it to the date she felt indebted to go on. She says it to herself, when her mind starts running away and tries to talk her back into an old pattern — a bad habit, a disempowering belief, the self-sabotage. She says no to everything that will not aid her on her path of refinement and her pursuit of beauty.
And every no returns something to her: her energy, her clarity, her focus. No longer does she bow to what that person suggested, what that man in business told her, or what they expect her to do — now her path is clear: this is what I’m going to do, this is what I am here for, this is what elevates me, and she puts all her keys into it. Then the artistry starts: she creates, she refines, she pours herself into the things that matter.
She finds her purpose — her dharma, what she is here to do — and with her keys returned she becomes the queen of the kingdom she is building, because her psyche, her nervous system and her power are no longer hijacked by everything that once led her astray.
When the keys of her kingdom are returned to her, she becomes still — and this is by design. A woman receives a seed and gives a child. She receives a house and makes of it a home. She receives a garden, and from it adorns her rooms with beautiful arrangements. Like the bird upon her nest, she is meant to have feathers and fruit brought to her, that she may adorn it, nourish herself, and nurture all that comes after. By her very nature, she receives first.
Many women have forgotten this truth. For they have been told that to succeed, they must hunt, fight, force, and conquer. And so, they turn against their own receiving. This has never been the way of the feminine. For in her pursuit of beauty, she finds stillness. With her compass set to beauty, her true north, she stays planted, pointed, and true. With her past absolved, what was once known only as pain has now become preparation for her purpose. All that is in alignment with her, she draws in, just as a magnet draws iron. She receives. Only then has she returned to her original design.
And it does not stop. With beauty as her North Star, the more she pursues, the more she perceives; the more she creates, the more hope she has, and the more inspired she feels. Because she is a woman, what she receives she gives back, in even greater measure. That little self-powered torus field grows stronger, and stronger, and stronger.
At last, the daughter perceives her divinity. And as such, she is crowned.— H.M.
