There's a reason this book has become a classic. Beautiful writing, so much truth.
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There's a reason this book has become a classic. Beautiful writing, so much truth.
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Roots are necessary. Without them we are a leaf in the breeze, at the mercy of our own fickleness. Roots bring groundedness, stability, and a place from which to grow tall and strong and knowledgeable. The hollows between tree roots can also lead to the otherworld when journeying. They lead us to the secret places of the world, and of ourselves. .
Promise me my love, that when the time comes you will burst forth and bloom.
I've spent many years now honing my skills in order to do justice to the type of stories I really want to tell. For the last five years I've wanted to tell stories of magic and myth, druids and witches, and now inspiration - awen - flows and the first book is well underway. I've worked on my writing skills, and also on my magical ones, both the practice and understanding. .
Skill is a necessary thing, and sometimes requires an apprenticeship to gain. .
And a great black wolf came up to me and put his front paws on my chest, looked at me for a moment with eyes deep and knowing, and a moment later, he leapt into my heart,settled himself there, and became part of me. He is always with me now, walking beside me so that I can feel him press against my leg. He is my protector, the protector of my creative life, and a constant reminded not to let the call of the busy world take me from the wild life of my heart and my creativity.