There is Power
There is power. There is power in a hurricane's wind. There is power in the explosion of a seed forcing its life from under earth to burst into sun. There is power in the eruption of molten lava shooting its fountain high into the air. There is power in the weight and force of the ocean's waves. And there is power, most quiet, most fierce, in the realm of a woman's heart. Power to see all and hold steady. Power to break and still love. Power to carry until a time comes to release. Power to die in service to birth. This, a power that can never be taken, but only ever Given. This power, held full and complete in one woman's heart, But also in the long long chain of everywoman's heart, everywhere and every time. And this is its secret. This is its sacred, sacred secret.

