The goddess within us goes underground, and in that dark, she grows and changes, until she bursts forth and becomes the tree that bears her own fruit. Our initiations are not the end. Our initiations mark a beginning. In the story of our species, and the story of our lives, our initiations come again and again, like waves. Our sorrows initiate us into the cult of the mysteries. They humble us before the power of the life force, the Goddess herself. However they find us, our initiations lead us into the underworld, where we witches, priestxsses, and magical beings are keepers of the seeds. In
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