She and hers, the forest and familiar, keeping in time with nature.
Growth, decay, trust in the process. Choosing the path, lighting the fire, sparking that flame, becoming one in who we’re meant to be.
Everything has its purpose. Everything is beauty.
Keeping the magic within our skin, shedding it so others can see, becoming one with all around, choosing that divinity.
stream of consciousness 14th of December 2024 by jacque