Going for the Real

I feel like I'm just waking up. 
Waking up from a dream
where I'm lost in the woods
and all the markers I've left
to be sure I can find my way, 
dissolved into new shapes.
.

I had to decipher a code, 
one with names I didn't yet know,
nudging me to keep climbing,
deeper into the wild, 
howling at me
to make my whole body
an ear.
Listen deeper. 
There is something here.
.

You are in the chrysalis.
The dark forest.
The place where the known
melts into the unknown. .
.

The imaginal cells are unfurling,
a million facets of light under a dark moon. 
Whirling rainbow woman transforming. 
Clarified color
rising from the depths. 
No more
hiding
sleepwalking
talking-without-walking
not living the Truth of your TRUTH. .
.

All the paths not meant for me
shrivel into dead ends. .
.

I listen. And I hear myself breathing. .
This is about the vision.
The bigger vision.
And the forest whispers,
"How big will you dream?" ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
And Earth Mama wonders..⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀
"can you, will you, won't you
dream it awake for me + all my beings?"
.

While I've been
sleeping-dissolving-melting
falling face first
heart open
Into the realm of
pre-tend. 
Taking on new shapes,
I am re-membered.
Eye of knowing open. 
Be-ing here. NOW. .
.
I am a buzzing bee flying,
a wild lion roaring, 
a sovereign Queen rising. 
The capacity of this body, 
the truth of authenticity,
undeniably
raw, 
real,
holy, 
here. 
The Quest,
a steady drum beat
Calling. Even in the face of fear. .
.

The lions gate is opening.
Go all in. Bring it all out. 
Dream AWAKE. 
Without a doubt.
.

The One eye
opening, 
seeing, 
revealing
the I'm-possible.
.

And this is just the beginning
of going for the real.