writing from the seat of bliss
poetry. thoughts. prose. dreams.
there was something about her...
the light magic and shape shifting
the cave she lived in
her calm poise and grace
she didn't even need a name. she simply
was my introduction to magic, female divinity, and a whole host of other things i wouldn't discover until over 20 years later.
it's amazing how the things we love as children can inform our paths as we grow....
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