Great Magic

I’m beginning to love the sound of my own footsteps.  The silence in my skin, the ground softening.  Self blame, rejection, denial and perfection eroding under new steps.  Ones leaving wiser prints. My soul embracing the whispers in solitude.  It is here I indulge in great magic and unconditional kindness, the overwhelming inspiration of source in self.

I’m beginning to love the sound of my own footsteps.  On occasion my shadow accompanies, and we walk together with ease and acceptance, bravery and strength.  Alone and together, darkness and light. 

-Jenan McClain