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Without comparisons or judgment, I came across a beautiful realization.

It occurred to me, that I, divine feminine, am a flower in my own garden. Perhaps even, the tree centered in the middle – giving shade and offering life.

And that any man who steps into this sacred place must treat it as such.

It was an attitude I developed in recent years, and I was right to be view myself as such. I wasn’t willing to allow anyone to hurt me, and if they had nothing but desire to offer, what was the point?

I was told I was glamorous, materialistic, unrealistic and high maintenance…when it was a way to detour me from being myself. If you lower a woman’s worth, you can control her.

I’d ridden that train before. As an example, my mother did a great job of taking chunks out of me, as did my ex. Now that I was working on myself, I realized that changing me to fit them meant they were threatened by my presence. My light was shining too bright for them. They weren’t willing to take me as I am.

Everyone can choke – respectfully.

Now, the same people who did everything to hurt me, are trying to copy everything I do or squeeze themselves into my life, and I won’t allow them to fit. I hope those who copy know to imitate my unconditional love, self respect, morals and integrity as well.

If you really want a garden to flourish, leave everything as it is. Care for and adapt to the garden…unless you mean to kill it.