Only One Path Leads to Sovereign Love

Mesquite Sand Dunes Death Valley - June 2025

I took this photo almost a year ago at Death Valley. With clarity and fresh eyes, I now see the footsteps… the intentional path.

At the time, it was just a beautiful moment. Early morning, already hot, walking the sand anticipating that jaw-dropping awe… and Mother Nature did not disappoint.

Now I understand what I was standing in.

Life brings people into your path as mirrors. Some will meet you in your shadows… and if you’re not aware, they can keep you there. It’s comfortable… almost addicting. A trauma bond dressed up as love. Others will reflect the truth of your light… and that can feel just as confronting, because it calls you higher. It activates your power.

You don’t get to skip either.

But you do get a choice.

The untouched sand… the untested, the familiar.

The light and shadow stretching across the dune… the truth, the friction, the moments that ask more of you.

And then the footsteps… the intentional path.

There are always two paths.

One keeps you where you are… looping in comfort, repeating what’s known, avoiding what’s real.The other requires intention. It asks you to walk through the heat, through uncertainty, through the parts of yourself you’ve outgrown.

Only one leads you back to yourself.

Only one leads to sovereignty… to real love.

Because truth is love.

Not the kind that keeps you comfortable or small… but the kind that strips away illusion and asks you to stand fully in who you are. The kind of love that changes everything.

Time and time again, I’ve been tested in this. And every time I’ve chosen the intentional path, even when it was harder… there has been something deeply beautiful on the other side.

Not perfect. But real. Grounded. Free.

Right now, I’ve chosen the higher path again… and I can already feel the shift. Beautiful things are unfolding.

I’m leading my first workshop this Saturday. I may step into another poetry reading. New connections are showing up… without force.

I’m not pushing anything.

There’s a flow now. A peace. Sukha.

I chose the path… and I’m walking it. Between light and shadow, with truth in my heart and grace in my stride.

What a beautiful sight indeed.