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Threaded In Light

Uprooted, she rose—not alone, but threaded in light.

In the quiet of the Bosque, I began to listen.
to the roots, the trees, the hush beneath the cottonwoods.
Nature held what I could not.
What once felt like unravelling became connection.
Each golden thread, a part of my healing—woven by earth, by time, by the unseen sisterhood that rises gently through grief, through growth.
We are never truly alone when we are threaded in light.