Not like a scream. Not like a victory in a fight. Not like pumped muscles and iron balls. Not like tricks and manipulations.
She looks like a subtle impulse from my inner space. It’s a subtle desire, a voice, a pointer from within. To hear it, establish constant observation of space, activate sensitivity, remove haste and external noise.
Then this quiet subtle voice, forgotten for thousands of years and buried under “good-bad,” “can’t-do,” – then this voice, your own, and only your voice, will lead you to your abilities, to your manifestations, to your goosebumps and tears of joy.
I tune all my systems and locators to these pulses,
I quiet down,
I slow down,
I listen,
I hear…
I follow them…
I am.