Power Rising

by Virginia Underwood

Let’s talk about what happens when you stop dimming your light.

When your power starts rising really rising—it’s gonna trigger the fuck out of people.

I’m watching it happen in real time. In the last few days, folks have been crawling out of the woodwork with their projections. One man even commented, “Aren’t we special…”

YEEEESSSSS.

Yes, I am special. And so the fuck are you.

We all carry something sacred. But some of us are finally done pretending otherwise.

Yesterday, I sat in sacred ceremony and did deep healing around the divine masculine. I cleared out old sexual trauma that has been held in my body for lifetimes. And I was held—truly held—by a trusted brother who has walked with me across timelines and lifetimes. The way he held space… I have never felt anything like it in this incarnation.

In that space, I remembered myself.

I saw myself as a Queen in Egypt. I walked with lions.

The same lions who appeared to me years ago, when I was accused of four felonies I didn’t commit. They met me in the desert—my protectors, my reminders.

That same power is rising again.

And it’s shaking the room.

I can feel the Queen energy in my bones.

It’s ancient. It’s wild. It’s unapologetic.

And yes, it’s going to rattle some cages.

But you know what? That’s okay.

Because when we rise in our truth, it doesn’t just shake others—it invites them to remember their own.

So if you’re feeling that activation, if you’re feeling that discomfort—pause.

Don’t project it outward.

Turn inward.

Your power is calling too.

Let’s stop playing small for the comfort of others.

Let’s walk with lions again.