I once was visited by Her. I can not deny that. I touched her, and I felt her touch. A terrifying experience, but one I would revisit without fear. One does not commune with the ghost of a Goddess without a measure of fear at first. An ever present shadow over all my dreams, a haunting shade over my being in every waking moment; I submit. Small wonder, in light of this truth, that I am drawn to the Pagan ways. A man speaks to me in written word, yet a woman came to me and held me, wordless. In her silence I found peace, a peace I still seek out and yearn for. Taken by the sky, I will one day be, lifted off within Her arms. The whole of the story is never ended, but another writing yet to follow…..


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