Let them wonder what it is about me—
why I smile like I’ve been kissed by peace itself,
why my glow doesn’t ask for validation,
why my spirit don’t shrink to fit small minds.
They might see a woman with a man they don’t understand,but what they’ll never feel is the safety I feel.
The nervous system ease. The heart unclenched.
The permission to be all of me—raw, undone, soft, strong.
This ain’t about age.
It’s about alignment.
It’s about energy that protects, not possess.
That uplifts, not deplete.
That says: You can rest here.
And when they see me glow,
they won’t need to ask.
They’ll know—this is what being seen looks like.