your true name

when someone speaks your name - your true name, not ones you were given, but the one you find within yourself - there is an element of you that stops being benign. the message becomes an invocation. it is a sort of spell. there is a moment between you get used to, a sort of shifting behind the veil, energy moving between things in the unseen. beam of light striking a gemstone and shattering into impossible hues. you are the gem and you are the light. do you understand? the moment becomes fractal possibilities... i wish there were words to describe the potential.

you will learn to harness it, but not control it. it is not something that can be controlled. a guitar is a good comparison; each string shivers in its own way, but with proper placement of each finger they may become a chord. that is my invocation to you