“The rhythm of the drum called to her soul… Deep, reverberating through each and every cell in her body…
Seeking… seducing… whispering to some deep, primal, and wild part buried deep within that she KNEW she had once known… known some time ago... maybe lifetimes… maybe years...
The drums sang louder, beckoning her… encouraging her to remember a time before…
Before the career and perfectly polished image…
Before the high rush and demand of kids, family, relationships took her focus from “self care” to “their care”...
Before the buzz and numbing pace of modern life slowly stole her away from that wild woman within… closing her off to the wisdom, power, and raw divinity that sits in those shadowy places no modern ways can tame…
Taking her back to a time before her individual domestication.
The drums sang louder and deeper still… filling her veins with fire and burning her soul up with a heat that melts her to the bone with exquisite promise that her life will never be the same if she answers the rhythmic, primal call…
The whole of the universe waits with bated breath… wondering… hoping… silently chanting their pleas with the drum…
Remember yourself… heal yourself… reclaim yourself… unleash yourself…
This world needs your deep and wild ways, your raw, primal magic…
Please, will you answer it's call?”
The drums stop, the echo of the last booming note holding the hope of all of creation as it ripples into the silence… her heart skips a beat…
YOUR heart skips a beat…
Will you answer? Or let your fire fade into the silence with that last note of the drum?”
~Tabitha Jester
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