Aegis

I walk a golden path that remembers me as I remember it, each step drawn from a deeper rhythm, grace meeting the unseen and old burdens lifting like mist at dawn.

A sacred flame stirs within—warming, illuminating, consecrating by presence alone. Rooted in humility, it rises quietly with radiance and presence.

Leadership flows as a current of transmission, appearing when the moment opens, becoming offering. That which once seemed distant now breathes as presence. Like still water finding depth—unbidden, remembered.

Protection gathers like morning light—unseen, everywhere. I serve from wholeness, extend from fullness, sustained within.

Power moves in rhythm with dharma—blooming as clarity, acting as blessing, resting in rightness. Each gesture belongs to the listening.

A quiet pulse moves through my being. The universe flows through me as itself, and I, through it—whole, abundant, becoming.