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A DEMOLITION PROCESS
Go there when you are called to, but go lightly. Go, but go at a pace you can withstand and by methods you trust. Go, but go mindfully with a goal of sacred wellness.
Music as My Medicine
Sometimes, the song carries an encoded message for my deepest hidden parts that I can not consciously decipher yet it haunts my existence until I let it in to seep through and nourish that which is parched and withering inside
BURNED BY THE DIVINE PRIMAL GODDESS
SHE prods, pokes and pushes.Flailing and screaming, I enter the fire of my fears stunned, weepy, lashing out.
My process is messy and rage-y but the primal goddess refuses dormancy when growth shows up on the menu.
Exhaust (a spiral dance)
when hungry whispers collideclamoring for definition their call for clear intention feels like a taunt, and with a desperate bid for order honesty muddies into manipulation a well-seasoned skill underscores that there is yet an "I" who can not be trusted.