The choicest, truly new things are nurtured in real life, in real time, in real relationship, and out of the public eye.

New life is always held tight. From the baby in the womb, to the poppy in the fuzzy bud, what is real is planted and birthed, never imitated.

Nurse your own unfurling. Hold it sacred-ly. Guard it at all costs against commodification. Beware the insincerity of influencers who stand to gain from selling pieces of soul, but never fully valuing the whole holiness of you.

A leader of authentic clout, access, and connection will stand up for you, and will help midwife what you carry - not diminish it with faux spirituality. (Acts 13: 50)

The pendulum has swung.

The whole-souled overcome by the sacrifice of Another, and the words of their stories about Him* . You and I get to go back to our gangsta roots**, and secretly nourish something beautiful, holding it tight and quiet, letting the fragrance of flowering*** speak for itself.

Are you expectant? I know for sure that God is gathering a coterie of women who have already moved on to the next thing, before anyone else even notices. And somehow…we find one another, just like Mary and Elizabeth.

*Revelations 12: 11

**Job 4: 12

***2 Corinthians 2: 14