IN A WORLD FAR AWAY . . .
“. . . Long ago, your feminine fire rose from the interior womb, like an empress from her stronghold, exalting an intuitive vision.
With a compass for challenge, you rode the ashes, flowing forward on mother natures birthing crust of molten lava. Aligned as one, more powerful
than any army in resistance, you savored your light when there was darkness, and drank your wisdom laced in smoke.
You have held clearly your intentions of heart, your silhouette, as defined in your leader of self.” -- Bon Miller