Mountain Woman Medicine InnerCartography, Mutterings & Musings, Shadow Work, Uncategorized

The Planted Stance of a Battle-Born Skin-Shifter.

Once upon a time I swore I had a heart, until the world I came to know, tore it all apart. 
So as I bent to pick up the tear soaked leaves, those pages of my book of dreams, I swore this to myself....