She sees you.
Not the one performing softness.
The one who reaches for it… real, trembling, wanting.
The one who doesn’t always feel “ready,” but answers the knock anyway.
This week’s ritual is a return to reflection.
Not critique. Not correction.
Just presence. Just witnessing. Just... Her.
The Ritual of Reflection
You may choose one, or all, of Her reflections.
Her Eyes
Look at Her. Not to fix… just to see.
Stand before a mirror. Light a candle. Breathe.
Notice one thing that stirs love.
Her Voice
Speak to Her.
Record a voice note, a love letter, or a whisper.
Tell Her one thing She forgot about her power.
Her Story
Write it down.
Not the facts. The feeling.
Where did She shine today? Where did She need more softness?
This ritual doesn’t ask for change.
It invites truth. Intimate, imperfect, powerful truth.
Until next time, may your reflections be warm, and your gaze be soft.