Devotion & Worship
A love language
Devotion and worship go hand in hand. 🌹
Once upon a time, I did not understand what it meant to look after myself. I did not show myself love. I did not embody a girl who cared for herself.
Even though I did not fully realise this.
How did I become aware of this? Through plunging into my inner-underworld. Divine pushed me. Other times I jumped.
You see, I maintained a strong block between myself and love. I consumed poison. Every “flaw” in my reflection glared at me like a huge and very loud siren.
So when the underworld devoured me, the internal dark turned to extreme gloom. This, of course, is the short version.
My inner child was starving for the embrace of love, for dream fulfilment. My inner teenager was drowning in shadows masked as rock music and intimacy avoidance. My future me was in there holding onto the faith that my Higher self had a soulful purpose and plan for us.
Long story even shorter still…
I have become the woman utterly devoted to myself. Worship is my favourite self-love language. And it took shedding, hollowing, purifying to reach this.
What I consume, who has access to me, my relationship with love are all transformed.
Gratitude is immeasurable. It also lays in being able to recognise when this exists within others whilst holding a lantern for them as they find their own way out.
The shadowy abyss can truly begin to feel like home. The lantern is a reminder that true home is the absolute fiery and magical light within. Through the trauma and bounty digging of self, ancestors, collective.. it is your own raw, Holy, deliciously Divine self you get to meet, embrace and journey the rest of the way with.
Devotion is the path that your heart calls you towards. Staying true to this even when you are being tempted away. Holding strong in the beauty of your wild, messy, stunning core even through all of the pain.
Worship is the pleasure of your embodied being. Honouring every sense. Devouring your own soul whole as you are left dripping in the reverence of self.
This is a consistent practice of alchemy, of transmuting galaxies of darkness into glittering gold, of shedding skins and rising from fires all with the seasons.
You become the stars shining in the heaviest nights.
Make devotion and worship your self-love languages. As your soul guides you home. As your heart finds flight in liberation.
Jyoti ✨