A Winter Solstice Tale: Ereshkigal & Our Beauty and Wounding
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Winter Solstice excerpt The Path of She Book of Sabbats. On the longest night of the year, in the thick of the mysteries of the sacred dark, turn your mind to the Great Below and the fearsome voice of Ereshkigal: “I am the still, held breath of the dark that precedes the dawn. I am the hands of the Earth that cup the seeds of new life. I am the dark powers that pulse within the fleshy matter of…
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