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Love on a string Love looped and turned, weaved expertly to warmth. Around and again, forward and back. prayers on the lips, whispers on the heart. Love comes together wrapping us tight holding us warm as arms and hands. Stitches remain constant and true testifying love that warms the body, heart and Soul. Strings of love woven together,…

Wendy

Knowing Woman, lover, friend. Moon child, Mother, healer, midwife, servant to both life and death; offering myself the opportunity for rebirth. And so when I forget, all I need do is look inward, offer my open heart and hands as I remember that I belong, a wanted granddaughter of the moon, a needed woman, a worthy woman, a called to service woman, asked to step into my True Self, honor my truth, my lineage, my courage, my heart, remembering fully who I am.

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