Rain and bones and dust and wind and all thing that remind us of our temporary transit and our golden immortality. The myth of the Goddess is no longer a myth. We are recognizing Her all over the place as She lives and breathes and walks with bold and glorious strides. We now dream with Her and scatter Her sacred visions throughout our neighborhoods and towns. Your work is so beautiful! Blessed Be.
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Rain and bones and dust and wind and all thing that remind us of our temporary transit and our golden immortality. The myth of the Goddess is no longer a myth. We are recognizing Her all over the place as She lives and breathes and walks with bold and glorious strides. We now dream with Her and scatter Her sacred visions throughout our neighborhoods and towns. Your work is so beautiful! Blessed Be.
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