Eat Of My Deep Earth, Drink Of

I Had Grown Up. I Had Learned That Being A Woman Was Knowing When To Stand Firm And When To Compromise. I Had Learned To Laugh And Weep; I Had Learned That I Was Weak As Well As Strong. I Had Learned To Love. I Was No Longer A Rigid, Upright Tree That Would Not Flex And Bow, Even Though The Gale Threatened To Snap It In Two; I Was The Willow That Bends And Shivers And Sways, And Yet Remains Strong.

I Wonder How It Takes You, That Moment When Everything Turns To Shadows. - Somerled.

Real Life Is Not Quite As It Is In Stories. In The Old Tales, Bad Things Happen, And When The Tale Has Unfolded And Come To Its Triumphant Conclusion, It Is As If The Bad Things Had Never Been. Life Is Not As Simple As That, Not Quite.

You Will Find The Way, Daughter Of The Forest. Through Grief And Pain, Through Many Trials, Through Betrayal And Loss, Your Feet Will Walk A Straight Path.

But There Is One Thing You Must Remember, If You Forget All Else. There Is No Good Or Evil, Save In The Way You See The World. There Is No Dark Or Light Save In Your Own Vision. All Changes In The Blink Of An Eyelid; Yet All Remains The Same.