For 12 weeks I, as the goddess Sorina
have danced a spiral

From myself to the world to myself

While I learned how to be a woman in this world

For 12 weeks I, as the goddess Sorina
have moulded my space

From the world to myself to the world

While I learned how to be a woman in this body

And it was good.

I danced and fought with the Goddesses,
Laughed and cried and excavated myself as the Goddesses fought and danced with each other

And what emerged was good.

I expanded and contracted as
I celebrated my sensual side
Explored my power, my fear, my pain, my shame
Rediscovered of my sense of wonder

I asked questions and received answers
I saw that ritual is prayer in action,
That my body and my soul belong together,
And the world without my mark is somehow less.

Most importantly I realised that
You and I are connected,
I and I are connected,
and the denial of that connectedness lies
only in my censorship of self.

My unfinished wish

To find my voice
To like my face
To claim my space
For my soul to be comfortable in my body
And for the courage to be different

I wish to look upon this Goddess and see that she is good.