The girls are in their room
I didn’t declare myself mother to another daughter. I became her mother the moment I stopped tracking her as “other.”
Sovereignty
Sovereignty is the outcome of placement as practice. It is a state of ease and grace — power without force. It is regulation and instruction through signal. When you move through the world, people feel you before you speak. Rooms shift. Paths open. You embody leadership. Others align to your signal.
Latest
Seoul
I travelled alone this trip. It was a reclamation. A return. A restoration of what I never should’ve lost.
Lisbon
From shaded avenues and rooftop vistas to watching him pulse to downbeat tracks and cocktails.
I want him because I choose him
I don’t fuck because I should. I fuck because I want to. I don’t receive him as a chore. I receive him because I claim him.
The Sybian is for me. His orgasm is for me too.
I don’t use my body to buy peace. I use my body to place him. And the machine? That’s just efficiency.
The woman who commanded the room without a word.
A music teacher held a hall of children without shouting or force. True feminine power signals and places. It doesn’t ask.
The space between us was already collapsing
Some bonds don’t begin when bodies meet. They complete what placement already started.
Wetness is not arousal
Your wetness isn’t seduction. It’s sovereignty. It’s your body saying: “I’m clear. I’m open. I trust my instinct."
Householding is not cuckolding
I don’t fuck other men. I rarely fuck my own man. I hold my house clean. This is not rebellion. This is householding.
You are not late. This is what you were always becoming.
Most women arrive late to their power. That’s how it works. You are not behind. You are exactly on time.