Luminosity

A woman of light wears no disguise.

Sometimes our light goes out but is blown again into flame by an encounter with another human being.

(Albert Schweitzer)

For reading "Luminosity", we propose your listening

"Wild women" by Ayla Schafer

A woman of light

wears no disguise.

She inhabits herself

from consciousness.

She shines

from within.

Luminous.

She shows herself

to those

with eyes to see.

There is nothing

to understand

when you meet

a woman of light.

It is something to be felt.

It is something that you know.

It simply is.

Nothing to explain.

She does not boast

who she is.

Still,

she moves you.

She does not draw attention.

Still,

she touches the soul

of those

who see beyond.

She learned

not to wear herself out

explaining herself

all the time.

When she listens

to her intuition,

she is clear

about what she wants,

and clear

about what she no longer does.

She does not compete

for a place,

for a space,

to be seen.

Not with men.

Not with women.

Not with anyone.

Whoever has eyes to see,

recognises her.

She loves

deeply,

completely.

She knows

how to walk away

when she is not allowed

to be true to herself.

She is free

to be herself.

She chooses

where to shine,

when to shine,

how to shine,

who to shine with.

She learned

to say no,

and be in peace

with herself.

She can be at home,

in her things,

in the everyday,

and still hold

such presence,

that all around her

begins to shine,

is transformed,

metamorphosed.

Her mere presence,

without making a sound,

without doing anything,

just being,

shining,

caring,

dreaming,

loving.

She does not need

to say anything.

There is nothing

to be said.

Her deeds

speak more

than words.

Her presence

says it all.

Her light

shines

bright,

incandescent,

radiant,

luminous.

She bears the light

that never goes out.

And when you show up

to walk beside her,

to be with her,

to adore her,

to enjoy her,

to co-create with her,

adding,

building,

playing,

holding,

learning,

listening,

supporting,

enjoying,

admiring,

loving,

you get to find

that light within

that never goes out.

Walking besides a woman of light

you remember the light within.

Blessings

to the women of light.

To the ones

who know.

To the ones

who feel.

To the ones

who see.

Yo lo Creo/

I believe and so it is.