'The earth was born from her who crouched with legs spread..'

Post from  19th August, 2012.

'When you gods took your places there in the water with your hands joined together, a thick cloud of mist arose from you like dust from dancers....'

Four years later the image below appeared (the earth is the goddess is the earth is the human is you).

'...if you allow yourself to be ensnared by its curving white sands and the bright turquoise and emerald green of the shallows, you'll forever be a haunter-of-edges. If you don't watch yourself you'll turn to stone down on that beach, a sea-smoothed rock-creature with eyes that are holes where the sky shines through....'

Sharon Blackie, If Women Rose Rooted, 2016

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