Apr 1
I stood where the veil thins a living prayer between ancient trees and flowing water Draped in the color of ancestral earth, I let the forest hold me The waterfall sang over sacred stones, washing away what no longer belongs l Each drop carried purification Each breeze carried remembrance in that moment, I was not merely visiting nature I was returning home Daughter of the Earth Priestess of the hidden flame. The land recognized me, and I remembered who I am this path is more than beauty It is initiation It is healing. It is the Divine Feminine rising wild and rooted If you feel the pull… the ancestors are speaking the waters are calling. Come home to yourself the forest always waits ashé. ✨
