She Holds A Ritual Celebration

Hers
Deep within her soul

She reflects
Upon her past
How far she has come
Excited about the future

No longer dictated by doctrine
No longer disguised by her fear
No longer conforming to others
She took pleasure in all she held dear

No longer with shackles or anger
No longer with pain or in tears
No longer expecting the outcome
Attachment to love all that she needs

She reflects
Upon all that she had done
All that she had learnt
And the magnificence of all there is to come

She will continue her journey
Unafraid
Unabashed
Unbiased

Stepping into the pool of her ritual
She is cleansed by the salty remnants
Cool and so clear she can see the future
It is hers to embrace and to walk in beauty

Clarity is such a gift
She plucks it from the olive branch
That she gave herself
The day she realised
That life was for living
That life was for loving
That it was hers, always
Whilst she walked on this earthly plain

It didn’t matter how she celebrated
Whether it was by herself
In tradition
In culture
She could form a ritual of celebration that was right for her

Whether she stepped into what she knew well
Or created a vision that was new
Abundance was in the ability to regale in anything
With anyone
Without judgment

Her empathy allowed her to enter
The party
The circle
The space
With others
By herself
It didn’t matter

She took the time to feel joy
To laugh
To let go
To dance
To sing
To celebrate

She was thankful for everything she had
And for all that was to come