oh mirror, mirror on the wall
who had a larger fall
was in me or you. patience so tall
like a giraffe reaching out its long neck
oh, mothers and sisters of the moon hear my final prayer
oh, mother Hekate help me heal from these wounds drawing me in closer to you and further away from my enemies no longer under their draining attacks, bounce from me like rubber and stick to them glue.
with this I say 3x let me be I’ll let you be. holding space of remembrance and unconditional love nothing sour or stinky allowed
Do i think its condescendence that the day I get so angry the wind whipped at 55mph ripping a tree up in the big cemetery around the corner, the same day! unearthing Edena… born in 1892 dying at 26 years old on august 28 1918…
now I thoroughly believe there is a soul tie between this person and I ….
to be continued…
