I see the signs. That I’m not really okay. I’m finally slowing down a bit, and I guess I must feel. What would you have me know, Mother?
Dear girl, you are home. Be still be and be home.
The world keeps turning and you, dear sweet child, know surrenderance.
Again and again, this is what you choose and it is perfect. You are okay. Exactly where you are right in this moment.
Shroud. Seal. Use this powerful tool to do this powerful work.
Sage. Let it rest and surrender to a power— my power— which is omnipotent.
You are not alone. You have survived and endured a long, soul-making journey.
You are home now. Be home, with me.