You are a creature of the forest, as is every proper witch, and you are choosing now to look like you belong there.

Those human eyes that cannot see the beauty of a gnarly willow tree, a mossy rock, an owl--well, those are not the eyes that matter. Be who you will be, and blessed be.

Edward Robson, PhD, MFA
Edward Robson, PhD, MFA

Written by Edward Robson, PhD, MFA

Former psychologist, wordsmith, teacher, learner. Top writer in feminism, relationships, poetry, and other topics. ECRobson@gmail.com

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