Marena was a peaceful woman, she was well seated in her truth, confident and hearty.....a lover of life. A strong, yet gentle woman, a heart of compassion and great wisdom beat in her chest. She was loved by others, and openly shared her life with her friends, and those she encountered in her day. Wisely honoring herself and pulling back when her deep intuition warranted it. She allowed her choice around who got in and who did not, who became a friend and who did not.
A mother, one who had always instilled all of herself into her child, allowing her to stumble, soar and everything in between. Showing her that life was indeed a journey and an honor to be a part of. The girl learned well and grew into an amazing woman, truly herself, with a bit of mama to be seen now and again.
A Grandmother now, as well. The gift of this reproductive circle giving endless joy to her over and over again. There lived an effortless euphoria in the eyes of these perfect, compact creatures who smelled of sunshine and fresh dirt after a day of play.
Into her 50th year, feeling fully and rightfully deserving of this station in her life......content to be where she was and knowing she had honored mistakes and missteps along her path. These experiences had grown her into who she was today.....Marena Alissia Stanton, strong, wise, modestly beautiful and peacefully content. It was a good, solid life.
Subtly and quietly in her meditative places, a desire crept in now and again....."My passion is unrequited, I am still young". Secretly she dreamed of being that vibrant, sensual lioness she was not so long ago. What had been a deep fire burning had now become soft embers glowing that she would stoke herself when it seemed they may die out forever. In these moments, her soul cried out for a partner beside her, one who could match the passion she still carried inside her. It was enough, it was fine... she would tell herself, knowing all along she was denying her own innate needs.
And then, she heard it.... ever so quietly triggered during a casual conversation with a friend....a gentle melody rising from the background, so subtle, it was almost undetectable.......something within her stirred....had she really heard this song begin to build, what did it mean?
Over several days, the song grew more audible and the tune caught in her head, repeating itself as she gently vibed the harmony to it in a soothing, seductive hum.
The song became known to her heart, and her soul. She sang it joyfully, loudly and with wild passion and freedom. The fire was returning, the lioness was waking from her deep jungled sleep...... Marena was more alive than she had been in so very long. So grateful she was, to be sweetly steeped in the juicy revival she was allowing for herself !!!
With unbridled rebirth, heart fully open..... she hummed the song to herself as she slid off into gentle slumber......
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