Taking Back My Sovereignty is a Practice

Taking back my sovereignty is a practice. One I must do every day. This is as simple as walking to the kitchen each morning with my attention on my feet, aware of the way each foot presses down against the cool hardwood floor, then lifts, swings through the air, and comes down again, moving my body by the command of a lofty thought. A royal decree obeyed by the mass of my body. To be present to my own movement is a treasure only a monarch of the moment can collect. When I walk as if each step is a holy kingdom I become regal. Not pushed by the past or pulled by the future, but a legacy of my own being. A bloodline honoring my own imperial reign.

It is these mornings, when I remember my feet, when sovereignty is my practice, that I rest high on the throne of my life.

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