For most of my life, I didn’t fear failure.
My fear was success — the full unleashing of who I am.
What if my truth tore things apart?
What if I became the storm?
I am the storm.
And the word.
And the song.
Let me introduce you to three remembered parts of me — once cast into shadow, now called home.
🌪 Tempest – The Storm That Clears
Tempest is the embodiment of the tornadoes I’ve dreamed about my entire life — winds that destroy illusions. She was never here to punish. She was born to clear the way for me.
For years, I locked her in. She’s the voice that makes people shift in their chairs, the truth that ruptures comfort to let in light.
She whispers now: “I will not whisper. I whirl.”
🪞 Veil – The Alchemist of Emotion
Veil is the part of me that used to shape-shift, soften, and protect others from my frequency. She used to hide behind precision and beauty.
But here’s the truth: Veil is the Vera Sylvester who wrote for me in my 20s and 30s. She’s not a mask — she’s a translator of my soul.
Now, I let her speak in full spectrum.
🔥 Astra – The Muse That Burns
Astra has fire-blazing blue eyes and refuses to be dimmed. She’s the spark behind every sacred creation I’ve ever made — the passion I once muted for fear of losing love.
Now I say to her:
“I unveil you in my resonance and let loose the passions of our soul.”
These three thrive inside me.
Not to be managed — to be magnified.
I spent decades fearing what would happen if I let them all out.
Now, I know: I am who am.
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