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Grandmother Oak

Grandmother Oak

The Queen of Oak Meadows. She has resided over my entire life and has always been there. I used to climb on Her as a girl, then as a maiden, then as a young woman, and now at the age of 37 She still welcomes me to rest my cheek against Her ancient skin, to dream in Her emerald hem.

Change Will Come...

Change Will Come...

My wings feel pretty gnarled lately, but I take solace in a favorite quote by Louisa May Alcott in her beloved novel, Little Women. In the words of heroine Josephine March: 

CHANGE WILL COME AS SURELY AS THE SEASONS AND TWICE AS QUICK. 

WE MAKE OUR PEACE WITH IT AS BEST WE CAN.

My Dear, You Must Believe.

My Dear, You Must Believe.

And with that, the Goddess rose and released her great wings into the wind like sails. The sun caught the shimmering scales of her feathers, casting a resplendent iridescence across the sky. She nodded to the woman before ascending to the opal heavens like a magnificent bird, beaming telepathically through her amethyst eyes, "My dear, you must believe."