To return home,
to walk as prodigal into our own life.
Will we feast on our fatted calf?
Or mete our own justice?
To know the light, we must learn darkness.
We value most, that which is nearly lost.
Treat yourself with kindness.
Turn
and upon turning back,
Welcome yourself with open arms.
Embrace the cycle.
Hug your Goddess.
Greet yourself,
perfect in your imperfection
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