After a year, or more, of deep travelling, we return to the womb of the body of the goddess.

Back to the beginning of all things.

Back to the heart of Creation.

Back to the sacred flame of your soul.

We return to the void from where we came, having journeyed back along the red ribbon of our heart story.

From confusion, loss and devastation, we return to our essence.

Back into the wild, warm cosmic ocean of love.

At this time of darkness, winter and yin energy, we go within.

Like the life force of the trees retreats deep within its trunk.

We too return within.

Back to our core.

Dissolving into the oceans of our infinite soul.

Our individuality. Our mutuality with all life.

Our essence. The essence of God.

The everything within everything.

We thought we had lost everything, and though nothing recognisable remains we still find the enormity of our present, wild life.

Did we find ourselves within? Did we find ourselves without?

Where did the mirror crack? Where did the beauty of your divine perfection spill out? (She was never meant to be hidden, dear soul)

Where did the gold of your soul lead you?

She was calling you home.

You have arrived, back to yourself.

Back to the beginning, which is now and always Now.