Feminine not feminist
I have been greatly deceived.
Greatly deceived by feminism.
Greatly deceived of what it means to be a woman.
Greatly deceived on how a woman is to be in the world.
Greatly deceived on how to love in relationships.
I went against my nature.
I didn’t want to submit to any man.
Not to some “male authoritive figure”.
Anything but Him.
All those spiritual teachings I was told men should follow me and I was to lead.
To be the priestess, the empress, creating my ‘queendom’.
To become the ‘Divine Feminine Leader’.
Of the ‘New Earth’.
That I can create and “manifest” all my desires and riches.
I “deserved” everything I wish to dream.
Yet when I finally submitted to the Father.
I became the woman I always wanted to be.
To rest in my femininity.
To feel safe in my softness.
To be open in my heart.
I can give freely and trust easily.
I can receive.
I am God’s dream of me.
I thought I had to cultivate my inner masculine.
That it was all self-love and that I needed to love myself more.
That my relationships were a reflection of my inner feminine and masculine.
To marry my inner marriage. To make more of a commitment to myself.
To alchemise my soul from my own will.
Be my own family; my own father, my own mother, my own beloved.
Believing I was the one to make myself whole.
I found out it is only God who can alchemise me.
He maketh me.
Only He can deliver, heal and set me free.
I finally felt unconditional love when He graced me with His love.
I have the most divine Masculine.
The King of kings.
And I commit to Him.