The Evolution of You

The Evolution of You

Yes, you wear a crown that I gladly bow to every day, in reverence to your beauty and compassion, but it is not the gold on your head that I follow. I follow the gold created by your footsteps, for your path marks the natural beauty that blossoms wherever you walk. The world has been waiting for this version of you. They are finally seeing, that carved deep into your bones rests the hope of thousands of people. You have transcended the concept of helping people achieve their dreams, and conquer their fears. Mother Africa has chosen you to change the way we see the world. I dared to say you were an inspiration once; I realized I had sold you far too short. You belong to the world. That is why you find it difficult to slow down. You are fire, and the pattern in which you spread, leaves everyone feeling the magic from having touched your gift.

Yes, I know you get tired. There are so many days you are running on fumes, and still you climb that hill to sacrifice your life for the good of others. I am coming to you. I want to be there to help balance the internal struggles you face when you are trying to do too much. I don’t know, maybe I will rub your feet, perhaps rub your shoulders. In the moments we make love, I pray that any tension you may have vibrates out of your body when you find release. Sometimes I think you are adrift in the wind, and it is hard for me to find you. Then I realize I am adrift on the same breeze, fluffing your wings as you are off to the next soul that needs healing. I know you are my blessing; I have always known that, and I have never taken it for granted.

However, you are a blessing to so many other people as well, and they have every right to be in your space; that is how they grow, how they heal. Too many, you are the rescuer. You are that elusive glass of water for the thirsty. You are the last hope for those seeking a morsel of food for the weak and hungry. You have been weaving your love for so long you don’t even see the beautiful web you have spun. You walk the earth and people think they see your true form, but they never see how difficult it is for you to put your coat on while tucking in your wings. Jesus spoke of angels who would walk among us. That is why I will follow the golden path you create when you weave into existence the survival of others and you allow their natural beauty to shine, while you are standing in the background fighting with your wings. Your greatest gift is meeting people where they are, whether it be in pain or joy.

It has been such an honor to continue loving the evolution of you.