Visceral, multi-sensorial overwhelming on the everylittletinymolecularcelllevel I feel this weight. This strength. I am one with this tower of mothers.
An encounter with Honeypaws – Black Beast – Honey Stealer – King of the Forest – Golden Master – Golden Apple of the Forest – Golden Mistress of the Forest. The night scuffled in darkness when Otso came from the wood. A voice sang out: My darling, come to me. You the sweetness, the darkness,Continue reading “An encounter with Honeypaws”