From When Women Were Birds by Terry Tempest Williams:
I want to feel both the beauty and the pain of the age we are living in. I want to survive my life without becoming numb. I want to speak and comprehend words of wounding without having these words become the landscape where I dwell. I want to possess a light touch that can elevate darkness to the realm of stars.
I am awestruck with how deeply these words resonate with my understanding of my Mother Nebt-het and my own purpose as Her child.
Art by Euphreana.