01/07/2025
This isn’t just something I thought.
It’s something I said. Out loud. From my body.
And the moment I did — I felt it.
It wasn’t an idea. It was a return to something I knew.
Something that had always been there.
Because this longing to be chosen —
it’s not about romance or validation.
It’s the ache to be recognized.
Not for what I offer. Not for what I endure.
But for the frequency I am.
And yes — I’ve chased before.
And yes — sometimes when we chase, it does create transformation.
We stretch.
We awaken things in ourselves.
We even transmute shadow into clarity.
But let’s be honest — that’s still a stressed nervous system in motion.
That’s a transformation built on survival, not resonance.
The union I long for now is different.
It’s a calm nervous system with an exciting spark.
It’s safety and electricity.
It’s ground and fire.
It doesn’t require collapse or performance. It just requires presence.
So yes, I may still feel the ache.
I may still long.
But I will not confuse activation with alignment anymore.
I’m not waiting to be chosen.
I am the threshold now.
And I choose me.
she who howls will find her pack 🐺🧡
