Welcome into HER embrace. SHE welcomes you. You recognize HER when you gaze deeply into her eyes in the mirror. SHE is a knowing. A felt sense. A remembrance.

You recognize a longing for more time with HER. As HER. But the moment passes all too quickly with the endless list and stacks and obligations.

“Mom!”

And you are tired. So tired. Reaching for respite. Perhaps a little chocolate. A martini. Maybe those new shoes will help…

In the end you know better.

They will help in the way that bandages help. They cover and protect the wound. That wound that has never quite healed.

Something’s pinging you. From deep inside. SHE is waiting for you. SHE may have been buried. But SHE never went away.

Who is SHE?SHE is who you are when your shoulders relax. SHE is a feeling of satisfaction. That quiet inner smile. A smile that can come from the smallest of things. The well delivered presentation. A recipe perfected. The final brush stroke. A kiss on the forehead. The fist pump of acknowledgment.

That feeling of coming home. Of recognition. Of satisfaction. Of knowing.

This is SHE.

The seed of SHE. The seed that, with nurturance and allowance, will bloom. Will blossom. Will spark into flame and stoke a fire.

The fire that fuels the reclamation of HER. Of the SHE that you are remembering in more frequent glimpses, and for longer.

It is time. It’s time to fuel that flame. It’s time to awaken SHE.