My Mother once told me: through suffering and pain there is light. A crack in the closet door as you hid; giving you enough light to see your favorite bears smile.
She told me though heartbreak and disappointment I would learn to see the world anew. A snake shedding her skin into a fresher cleaner more confident version of herself.
For years you held my head above the torental waters; protected me from the beasts below.
Oh Mother! Hear your daughter cry out in triumph!
For she has surfaced reborn! No longer shackled by others expectations and burdened by their beliefs! She has found a way to be wholly herself and she had found thoes who love her for her!
My Mother, Maiden, Crone! You have blessed me! I will be your disciple forevermore! At the crossroads where we met, with your key to my destiny, I bring you this offering;
The daisy that sat on the window seal; watching my pain. Holding my agony, and cradling my grief.
It belongs to you, I offer you my pain and my suffering, my negative thoughts and my uncertainty!
Take it all from me! Oh, Mother!
In exchange, I will tribute all of my newfound happiness and power to you my goddess!
Thank you, Oh Mother, to saving me in my darkest time and showing my the light at the bottom of the cliff..
For I have found Love, I have found Grace.
I have found everything I've been searching for.
-Pandaish
