07/19/2021
❦ 𝚈𝙾𝙽𝙸 ❦
Capturing moments of self-appreciation, Divine Feminine expression, moved by the sacred flow of the sacral waters 🌊🧡
𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑒
Is a phrase that came to me as I took these pictures. I am moved by Pachamama’s divinity than surrounds me. Reflections within every leaf, every stone, every petal on every flower. What a dynamic, wild and boundless being she is…
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𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙴 𓁹
when Narcissus died, the goddesses of the forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh water, transformed into a lake of salty tears.
'Why do you weep?' the goddesses asked.
'I weep for Narcissus," the lake replied.
'Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus,' they said, 'for though we always pursued him in the forest, you alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand.'
'But... was Narcissus beautiful?' the lake asked.
'Who better than you to know that?' the goddesses asked in wonder. 'After all, it was by your banks that he knelt each day to contemplate himself!'
The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said:
'I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.'
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