Disapearing into the woods without a trace ignites my soul, there's something about getting lost just to find yourself that is so beautiful.
Today, I wander but I am not lost.
Today, I reclaim myself for who I am and not what patriarchy wants to make me believe I am.
It's in these moments of solitude that I can breathe deep into mumma earth and feel the pulsating of the ground beneath me.
It is in this moment that I am able to grab hold of the woman that is She, the one who has always lived deep in my soul and was nearly forgotten about.
Today, She is awakened in me.
Today, she has shaken me to my core and She reminds me that the outside world is not what defines me - nor has it ever.
My creatrix power has completed its long period of dormance and She is ready to shape with her hands and mold mind and her soul
I am her and She is me.
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