Rachel’s Relaxes

She is fire and storm, the blood of warriors and the wisdom of witches.

She does not walk alone. Her ancestors thunder in her veins, their voices a battle cry, their love a shield. When she speaks, the earth listens. When she moves, the winds shift. When she rises, the chains meant to hold her crack and fall.

She was never meant to be small, to be silent, to be anything less than the force of nature she was born to be. She carries the laughter of the wild ones, the magic of the healers, the strength of the ones who refused to kneel.

She is the daughter of the untamed, the granddaughter of the unbroken.

And when she calls upon the spirits of the women before her, a thousand grandmothers rise, their whispers turning to war songs, their love weaving armor around her bones.

She was never alone. She was never meant to bow.

She was meant to burn, to bloom, to conquer.

And she will.

Because their wisdom will carry her.

🖊️ : Tara Isis Gerris



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Rachel Lockettl

Words are food for the soul - choose them wisely of which you speak and receive

You learn something new every day ! Lol and a walk must mean you can walk through but not drive I’m guessing

Help is this true 😦