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Time had come for her to return. No one had seen her in very long. No one had taken her into account for very long, for so long that no one even counted with her being there, but she had, as other times before, just been biding her time. It was now that she had turned the tide, it was now that things were getting back to normal again, but naturally it was her normal. No one had lived to see this normal for very long. A skewed abnormal normal had become the everyday normal for everyone and yet it had never been correct.
She smiled. She knew what was in waiting, she knew what was coming. She saw all the people running around and fretting, not knowing that the best was still to come. She smiled, because she loved that part of her creation too, of how everyone moved around doing their own business completely oblivious to what was coming and what she had in mind. She knew many wouldn’t believe the shift she intended to make, because they thought it could not be done that way. In that they were wrong. She had the power and knowledge to make any changes she wished for and as she saw fit. That was the benefit of being an Earth goddess.
She smiled again and patted the ground beside her where she sat in the sun. Lots had been done to her Earth and yet nothing as severely and swiftly as that which she was going to make, or create. She meant create, because this future was hers, hers to rule and to make pretty. Everyone thought they had created a mess and in some ways they had, but not in any way worse than it quite easily could be fixed. However, not everything was meant to be fixed, because she wasn’t going back to how it had been, she was walking forward into a new motion, with new ideas and paths ahead.
“This is what we build from!” she said.
“We don’t undo, we create new and that will mend any broken crack. The cracks will not disappear, because they will show where our creativity can make changes, changes that matter.”
She smiled again. She was big and resourceful and yet gentle and loving when she wanted to be. She was who she was, her self all and truly.
She stood up. “Let’s get this world rocking,” she said and wiggled her hip. If people found strong women threatening, they’d go insane meeting her power.
“But I am the blueprint of women. I am women. It is the idea of what women is, that is wrong. I am not,” she said.
She looked at the sun and threw him a kiss. She looked at the moon and bent her head in a nod. She turned around with her arms stretched out and said, “So be it,” and whatever she had though as her idea of what was coming was set into action. Like cars seen from a high distance, things started rushing from one end to the other, getting into new places to create new patterns and opportunities. It didn’t happen by force, but only by her will, by her word, because such was the world created that it responded to her command.
She smiled. It was done. For her it wasn’t more complicated than that. She just said a word and it happened. If people wouldn’t resist so much it wouldn’t hurt them, but then it wasn’t a real hurt. Hurt can take on many forms, but she was not inclined to dwell on that.
She went back to sit on the grass, waiting for someone to show up. Someone who should show up soon. She looked at the sun. She looked at the moon and she knew exactly what time it was. It was her time.
“Honey, I’m home!” she shouted, but no one heard her, but everyone felt the sudden wind and tremble in the inner core of their being, that her call had awakened. They suddenly looked at each other, puzzled, perplexed and about to ask the other if they too had noticed, but the look in the others’ eyes told them that they too had experienced something and then they turned around. Suddenly they knew exactly what they had to do. With an aim and a purpose never before seen they walked onto the path that she had laid out for them. For they were her creative beings and it was they who would create the world she had seen coming.
Never again would they not listen to their inner voice. Never again would they be lost and looking for meaning, because suddenly everything held purpose.
She noticed the shift. The shift she had longed for, for so long. With all her warmth of her heart she loved them back and for that love they were willing to do anything.
“Come home,” she whispered - and they nodded, because now they knew where they were going.
© Yvonne Rosenlund - 16 June 2020
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