...waiting.
So many wanted to taste her, experience her - yet none thus far were strong enough to nourish her. Instead of feeding the shadow, I had placed her in the care of a warm gentle place, so that in time - when one of strength came, she would be rustled and then awaken.
There is a hunger that she needs, one that is not about selfishness or cruelty, but one of mystery. The shadow she dwells in is one of myth and legend, few are able to meet her at the place where the shadows stop being cast, and the dark glow of her being emerges.
Who she is within, only a woman of strength may find her - waiting. Once accepted, if she is present, she will empower her host with energy, power, wisdom, and strength. She has been burned, torn, tortured, hidden, and buried. As Mother wishes her daughters to come forward, she is the one to lead them. This is the Goddess of retribution, of justice, of valor. She is the one to bring forth the chaos of change, so that order may be fashioned after. She is the darkness in Pandora's box... and a specific touch that has been gifted is from the one awakening her.
A touch that is soft yet firm, who will embrace her wildness and passion. A person of equal strength and consideration. Perhaps she has been awaiting YOU, and this is now why she stirs. Perhaps you are her consort, or alli. But as you enter the auric field which she dwells, she smiles, and longs for your touch - again.
~by Arthena Sophia Aradhana~
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