And as the full moon was rising, she opened her listening to her heart and couldn’t deny the truths it was telling her.

She had to pursue the irrational, raise her voice authentically and as she did so, fears fell off her being vanishing into the ground below her bare feet.

Her light was revealed in its magnificence and her path was shown clearly ahead of her. It was not, what others had expected it to be, but had it ever been?

‘No’, whispered the moon and smiled at her from above, bathing her in his (de)light.