The Creation Letter

The Creative One awakens me in the stillness of the night.  Reflecting on the current season of Samhain, where the veils are the thinnest between the worlds, my ancestor’s voice calls to me. She is the one who danced under the moonlight around the sacred walnut tree.  The one who laughs at the folly of humanity and the one who flies free now.  This is the ancestral line that lives on within me.  The one…

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