You know. That special, attractive woman power. When you smile a lot and everything seems possible. When random strangers smile back at you and come and start conversation. When you feel excitement for life, and deep peace inside at the same time. When people around are charging from you and raising their own vibration and spirit. Magical, god-like, unstoppable power of love.
For a while she gave that power away to a man. A man which she thought is meant for her, and that she could not survive without him. When she gave away her power, she lost her shine and beauty. Her light got locked away in the cage of fear. Fear of loss and not being good enough. Her light drowned in the darkness of misery and self-pity.
And he felt it. He felt she can’t survive without him. And so he left, to prove her the opposite. He left, so that she could raise again. So that she finally learns not to let anybody on this planet have such control over her.
And she felt that it’s coming. She knew it’s inevitable. She had to go through a place of deep loneliness again, as another reminder to love herself unconditionally and to hold on to her inner strength. To go within and find unshakable confidence despite any outside storms.
And so she’s got back up, shook off the dust and said:
– Sorry, just lost my balance for a moment. So where we were?
She’s got her power back and, hell, next time she won’t give it away so easily…