Dark Ash and Ancient Marrow

Your voice is rising. Your wisdom is begging to be acknowledged. Have you learned the lessons of power? Have you learned the lessons of truth, the higher truth, not the truth of the ego?

I have learned that power is gentle yet fierce, a force to be reckoned with. I have learned that power is found in the dark, a soul retrieval, a re-connection to the source of ALL; a gathering of power and wisdom, trust in an unseen knowing that I am not alone but am connected to ALL. The truth that I am a manifestation of the energy of ALL.

All powerful, a silent stillness, a rise, a fall, a wise knowing, and a surrendering.

Force is no longer necessary. The river will take me where I am meant to go. Each experience is necessary, shattering illusions of who I am or what I am meant to become.

Separation before re-connection, a rebirth following the destruction of all.

Embracing the shadows of fear, rage, and sorrow; carving a new path for tomorrow.

A motherless child being embraced in her death, being lovingly laid to rest, dissolving into the Mother of ALL.

A soul silently witnessing herself give birth to Magic; something mystical, fashioned from dark ash and ancient marrow.

A soul seed bursting open in the embers of transmutation. A heart crumbling to ash, only to spring forth fertilized by something dark and lovely.

A light born from dark, a faith born from fear, a surrender to night vision and sensing in the dark; an unseen love lighting the first spark.

RISE, wild earth soul; it is time to mother yourself.

Instincts returning, night ally rebuilding, and power rising on a path of BEcoming.

Destruction, death, waiting, rebirth; the Magic of Nature and the soul’s rebirth.

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