remembering that healing is a journey...
reminding myself of what's true, shining light on fear.
my love is too magic to have thrown back on my face.
mama shange's words resonate with me today. deeply.
there is a constant effort to recall that my magic is not the problem...the lack of wizardry and reverence for the Feminine in the present male population is.
needing to reread sassafrass, cypress and indigo...retrace the steps of sassafrass' battle for her soul as she tries to snatch herself back from a no-good man whose best just ain't good enough.
remembering whose i am
who has my back
and what's been promised.
i can be loved.
it is not difficult.
i will be loved.
properly and well.
it is possible...