The Inner Light Of Shakti

Happy New Now moments of joy and peace as you surrender all that is not you and step into your authenticity.
Sri Matree Namaha ( I bow down to the Divine within you ).
I am here to remember what was never extinguished as the jyotir atma , the flame of my antaratma ( inner light ).

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I'm not here to ignite a flame.

I'm here to remember what was never extinguished as the light of my soul,

The Jyotir Atma,

The flame of my inner light,

Called my understanding.

Before the first wound,

The first forgetting,

Before the need to seek outwardly,

The fire within was already lit.

It burned away quietly in the womb of the being,

Patient,

Intelligent,

Undemanding of any attention.

This is not awakening.

This is uncovering,

Layer by layer,

Mask by mask,

As to what dimmed the fire,

Simply falls away as the false stories and narratives,

The borrowed voices,

The weight of becoming something acceptable to society.

But what remains is truth,

Raw,

Ancient,

Unsoftened.

Because Shakti does not arrive from elsewhere.

She rises deep from within.

And when you stop resisting her heat and surrender to her fully,

You allow her to take the reins of your being.

Feel the flame,

Not consuming,

But clarifying,

Not loud,

But sovereign.

Stand in it,

Sit in it,

Feel it.

Let it reorder you as it burns away what was never yours to keep.

The fire was never lost,

Only veiled.

And I honour the flame that always was.

I bow down to that Shakti that remembers herself through you,

As you step out of your own way and allow her to simply be through your embodiment.

Allow.

Be.

Shri Matre Namaha.