The Fire Within

Once, long ago, there was a girl who did not fit in anywhere. This didn't seem to bother the girl because she had her books, she had her animals, and she had her words. Unable to communicate her feeling to others she turned inward to search deep within herself to see what she was made of. Her answer was.....words. Lots and lots of words. Tangled, gnarled, twisting streams of words ran through her, over her, and below her. Sometimes she was able to take these words and write beautiful poetry, short stories, and letters she could never send, so fearful was she that she would be rejected, abused, and mistreated. She lost herself in books and writing.
When this girl was in her teen years the trust of her mother was smashed. Her mother had gotten ahold of her writings. Deep, intimate, spiritual, frightening writings that had been hidden from others so as not to be judged. What happened as a result of this was her mother submitted some of her writings to the school of performing arts in her hometown. She was accepted. She did not feel accepted and sharing her writing was so painfull that she sabotaged her education and left the school on very bad terms.
Many things happened over the years to this girl and she soon became a woman. A marrage that failed, a son who mattered more to her than even her words, moves to strange places, different schools and different jobs, finding the man who is her soulmate. She then experienced a pain that no man or woman should ever feel. She lost faith, became ill, and anger at the Goddess was replaced by abandonment. She left her Goddess and waited to die.
This girl, who is now a woman, has once again found the love of the Goddess, has found the love of sisters of the craft, and has found the love of words again. They burn in her soul, they swim in her head, and they resonate in her most powerful abdomen. She does her priesstess work, she goes to full moon circles, she talks on the phone and spends time with the women in her life. As she does so she is sometimes distracted by her words and can't wait to get them down in her Book of Shadows. Inspiration comes from her life now. Love is in her life now. Magic is in her life now. She is no longer afraid to show her words to others. She is saying" I am here and this is me" She makes no apologies for her words anymore. They come as they come. And they are good.
She has six months until she is ordained as a High Priestess in the Dianic Tradition and during the next six months she is working on the words that she will present to her sister witches and her High Priestess. And what is in her soul will be gifted to them......in perfect love and perfect trust.