No matter where we have come from no matter where we have been we have always been held in the generous arms of life. Shaped by every wind that blows, and every tide that turns we only too easily forget exactly who and what we are, and in the forgetting lose ourselves, our abundant beauty, grace and joy.
To be woman is to be a fire that can burn through every darkness. A light that can shine in every night a river that can pour through every desert a love that knows no respite. Can we let go of what we have been told? Can we let go of what we are not, and become the ripe fertile and absolutely unique woman life wants us, needs us to be? This is not a matter of becoming, getting, learning, but of listening, hearing, feeling, seeing that beauty, grace, abundance and love that you actually already are.