So Long (or is it so short?) we have been told to not get Lost in The Valleys of The Mountain, to take the Straight and Narrow Road to the Top of The Mountain.
But as i am walking deeper and deeper on The Feminine Pathway of Remembering, i find myself more and more drawn to The Valleys with The Fountains of Gushing Waters and Lush Green Flora.
Here on the hidden pathways carved out by Animals, Life feels Rich in Growth. The Shadows Creep
and The Golden Sun Filters in, Here in The Forbidden Valley of The Forgotten Parts of Ourselves and Here the chance of Meeting our Fears in The Shape of a Black Panther becomes very real.
So it is here that i find The Greatest Opportunity to De-Armour myself from The Stories of The Paths of The Past.
This armour has become to heavy to bear and here in the cool Shadows of Graceful Introspection i find. how slowly but surely, piece by piece, i can take of the armour and balm my bare flesh in the soft healing waters of The Mothers' Valley. As each piece of armour slips away, in its own time, so i retrieve a piece of my Original Innocence. In this process i hear The Forgotten Bones sing out more and more, a song of Longing and Fleshing Out.
Reclaiming The Intuitive Feminine here in The Mossy Fountain Valley of The Great She Who Is.
And Slowly we Embrace The Whole Mountain, Visiting Valley for Valley on Our Feminine Pathway of Simply Being.
Wishing Well
Shanti
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