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Herself Alone

Image Credit Daniel Holeman

The Goddess runs through her. She cannot help it. She was born for this and she loves every minute of it. Like water, she lets it flow, this feeling of love, peace, and acceptance of all that is. She is part of it all, part of something greater than herself, greater than one being alone. She is a composting of all that she has ever been and all those who have come before her. Through the churning, the digestion of what was, she becomes something completely new.

I am a new version of an old Goddess. I am the recreation, the reweaving, the rewiring, the revisioning, the renewing, the recycling. I am the recapitalization of all the lost and discarded pieces of the shadows and the light left along the way. I am WHOLE.

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