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Fire Women
Is this your story?
The one about gulping fresh forests full of bluebells; swimming naked in the ice dark under the moon; walking the silent city streets at 3am, dreaming waking?
Do you feel the interconnectedness of all of us — and does it sometimes overwhelm, threatening a social situation with an outburst of emotional otherness that cannot be contained?
This is your story if you lead luminously; if you befriend animals, bake bread, encourage gatherings and dance spontaneously.
And, sometimes you will expand uncontrollably with the love of it all. Do you?
This earth. We — happenstance, miraculously here. Joining the circular rhythm of the seasons of blossoming, fading and re-joining. We — having evolved to chose what we do with our own stitch in the tapestry…
Yes — we are the women of fire, with a clear-eyed passion for life and all experience.
We dare to be and be to dare.
Is this your story?
The one where sometimes, the fire runs out of control, scorching destroying everything in it’s path.
There are fire women close to me who are consumed by the flames of their own being.
They fly high into the red glow of anticipation, ecstasy and fight. Burning with focused…
