“This child has the ‘seer’ gift” they said.
Constantly seeing Shadows from the corner of her eyes.
Smelling scents she wasn’t familiar with. Hearing whispers even in her sleep.
She was always blanketed by Fear.
But as the seasons changed, so did She.
She understood that in the Darkness, the Void, her creativity grew.
It was in the Void where her senses sharpened.
It was in the Void where she fell in love with herself. With Life.
It was in the Void where she learned to hold space with and for others.
It was in the Void where she learned to journey with the sound of the drums.
Black Smoking Mirror she became. She is proud of her Shamanic initiation name.
The Darkness has always called.
She finally listened.