It is amazing to me sometimes how we can find ourselves in a seemingly average situation or gathering and then suddenly, there she is again! The Goddess in all her divinity is portrayed right there, on the shelf!
No matter how much patriarchal society and religion try, they cannot get rid of this feminine force. They should not even be trying, but try they have and try they do. Just the fear mongering about Halloween itself is a testimony to how much they are still trying to keep this most powerful force of nature down. But no matter how many rain forests they chop down, no matter how many rivers they pollute, She lives on and very gently whispers, "Come to me, my child!"
Her voice can be heard in the wind swept trees, the babbling brook, and the thunder storm. Her heart beat can be felt as we lay our bodies down upon hers in our back yard and breathe. She embraces us now, and always has, and always will.
Blessed Be
Trent
www.deerhornshamanic.com
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