This she knows

her nature is innately whole.

She is as numinous as the ineffable feminine herself.  
Every day she leaves the house as if on paws, on the wing for an Earth walk, 
a beauty forage, a feast of noticing what herbs require her attention, what tree,
what eddies of inspiration future’s children want her to take her direction from.


Her vocation as soul-maker teaches her how to express her full pallet of lustrous colours, sing-in all the tender ways of the sacred 
in solidarity with the Earth, everywhere hallowed ground
, 
protect nature and her creatures, 
celebrate the rhythms and seasons intimately mirrored in her body, 
honour and share the profound life passages we travel through: menarche, menstruation, motherhood and menopause until we become ripened wisdom women, 
grow old upheld by our familiars and ancestors, die knowing in the depths of our beings that the final word is always 
love.