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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.
How a Stolen iPhone Revealed an Opportunity to Heal My Inner Child
But, it is my practice to look at the events of my life and ask, "What can this tell me that I don't know or don't remember or need to shift a perspective around?" This is my way. I stay curious about everything.
An Unpleasant Stretch of Road
So the bit of road I'm traveling at the moment is a rutted, bumpy mess, but I'm still moving forward. I know that the condition of the current stretch of road WILL shift, because that is the way with roads.