...one night
there's a heartbeat at the door.
Outside, a woman in the fog,
with hairs of twigs and a dress of weed,
dripping green lake water.
She says "I'm you,
and I have traveled a long distance.
Come with me, there is something I must show you..."
She turns to go, her cloak falls open.
Suddenly, golden light... everywhere, golden light...
(Clarissa Pinkola Estés)
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