Breathe... Sometimes we are in "the eye of the Storm" other times we are on the fringes of it. Ever aware of its imminent destruction. We sigh; when it safely passes.
Unfortunately, throughout our lives, we occasionally get caught in the storm's "Direct Path."
Sometimes we are in it alone. Often we are in it with others.
There is strength in being a part of a coven of the goddess, who has been through every element of the storm.
From torrential rains to turbulent rivers, we flow together as one to find the Ocean's tide. With its ebb and flow peace, we will experience once again.
Juanita 4/25/2019
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As a former single parent who often worked 70+ hours a week. I found my escape in reading,writing and often sketching.
In 2013 while dating my husband, I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. Changing the course of my life and career.
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