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SHAKTI IS HOME by Andreja Cepus

This poem emerged from a ‘now’ space…

It’s a time where everything is Divine. From that Divine moment individual Shakti energy is flowing through in all her power again. She is ready to be embraced and embodied in our women hearts. Shakti is ready to be awakened as we women unite in a sacred marriage of the powers of shadow and light.

In fully embracing the Shakti within us, we will finally live it, integrated into the Oneness, as we came here to live it. And become again a part of big picture of Life.

Shakti is Home

In one simple moment
She realized
It's Shakti.
Her own Universal Heritage,
Coming back.
Coming out.
Standing in front of Her, asking to be freed,
To be loved and accepted in her original habitat.

She opened her heart
To fully embrace the Shakti within.
Her own Shakti within Divine Universal One.
In full wild power,
Her wilderness expressed and seen.
And She understood
How very much She was afraid of it.
Of Her own Shakti
Misused, Abused,
Mysteriously stolen, disempowered.
Outside the balance
For thousand years
And that's why locked in, hiding.
Yet never so alive and vibrant then at this very moment.
Coming out to be seen,
In her true place, home.
To take her throne again.
For all was just a part of Divine Plan
In this big picture of life.
And now She was a part of it.

In one simple moment
She just let go,
Released misuse and abuse home.
They've done their mission.
The time has come
For Shakti, pure divine power,
To stand tall within,
To come home,
Rebalanced. Reborn.
In her full glory.
Shining.
In her full raw power of Truth.
Creating.
In her majesty,
Enjoying.

She smiled gently
When greeted it back home,
In graceful way with wisdom gained.
A lioness tamed but awake,
A queen of her own kingdom,
Rebalancing the Universe.
She was ever so present
To command that power
With Love and Respect.
Photography by Robert Sturman 

Andreja Cepus: I am from Slovenia and I like to call myself a Social Artist, as I feel that new ways of thinking, creating and leading in our society demand new professions & expressions. New ideas, solutions, creations, can be brought forth only through authenticity and uniting different aspects, dimensions, fields, views: Incorporating spirituality, business & art together. I've always seen my mission here and I can finally name it: Social Artistry it is. I bring that forth through creative communications, that are really my passion and divine feminine expression. My soul path includes the Service to Divine Feminine, which is the balanced feminine and masculine way, the co-creation of new era of magic of life. I am contributing to our new world from Being Within to expression without... with writing (articles, marketing communications texts, copywriting, editing), PR communications, organizing the events on Sacred Feminine Energy, facilitating Women's Circle events, interviews, hosting video talks, moderating, and co-creating higher good in different fields. I love nature, yoga, hiking, art, music, sound, communications, creativity, new ideas, circles, dance, authenticity, organic, sustainability, visionary leadership, networking, joyful co-creations, journeys, sacred way of being. You can contact me at: andreja.cepus@gmail.com


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