You- A Letter to the Ladies

YOU

You must be vulnerable when you’re expressing your talent because vulnerability is the secret path to avoiding Gods inevitable wrath & presenting yourself in a way that will forecast the YOU that you’re terrified your audience will hate and misunderstand, turning into egotistical judgement.

They don’t have stones to throw at you, darling. They have weapons but they are weak. Your weapons are the words you poetically speak. It heralds a spell over the reader, forsaking all avenues to your leader for this is your freedom & power. You are the lady of the hour. How do you feel about that?

Is this real?

Yes, very real.

Dont pinch me, don’t feed me, don’t distract me. I’ll eat a meal when Im hungry and I’ll search for your attentive affection when I’m done. I apologize for the inconvenience but when God speaks, I must listen because He leaks important information no one could possibly know to me.

That’s how intuition works & the old terms for it are sixth sense, psychic, medium and more. The most common modern name for what we do & who we are, who we add up to be, written in the oldest, ancient stars that healed their own scars many eons ago.

We are empaths. We truly do avoid Gods wrath. Sometimes narrowly, sometimes temporarily and sometimes permanently. Close your eyes & count to three. Tens too far away from me to see beyond the perimeter.

Even the marked are silent. Even a foolish man is considered wise when he closes his mouth & that’s not just an old adage from the deepest south. Southern hospitality is beautiful. Long may it live but your True North is longing to give you directions to their house if you would only answer the call They’ve been leaving ignored voicemails since the fall.

Can’t they catch a hint or get a clue?

Sometimes that only comes from you.

Im not God. You’re a derivative of God. You worship Him in surround sound and with EarPods. You understand pain like no other but you have a testimony for those who don’t plan to go on.

No, you can’t save everyone but you can save those who will be saved by delicate design and the time it took to be engraved before it became an antique. These are the answers you know you seek even when encountering life is bleak.

It’s like climbing a mountain. When you get to the top of the peak you are so thrilled with yourself for climbing it as arduously as you could because God knew you would.

If He didn’t place it on your heart to go, you would have slept in, stayed in & kept silent to bypass the violent mass in time to usher them inside & greet them before switching personalities that no one has ever seen in the past for fear that it will convene at last.