My Lady

My Lady Nolava, Lady of Avalon, Goddess by many names, Nine Morgens:

I see the beauty of you around me.  The tall green pine trees, the golden leaves that have turned on the Oak trees.  The beauty is remarkable.  I hear the wind blowing, speaking in peaceful, graceful words yet commanding attention from all that are near.  At times it sounds like the rolling waves at the shoreline at other times it speaks your name Nnnnoooollllaaavvvvaaa.

The air is cool and crisp waking one's soul and refreshing it.  I often wonder if the Land of Avalon is as beautiful as my mere human self can see now.

You, My Lady, have so many faces, so many names and the power greater than man can comprehend.  It is my joy, my pleasure, my honor to call you Mother. 

I come to you this day knowing that yours is the sweetest voice I have ever heard and no matter how harsh the lesson yours is the gentlest hand that holds mine.  No matter how tired, depressed, sad, happy, or any emotion one can express you are always here beside me, guiding me, loving me.  It is a true comfort. 

I am blessed to be your daughter, to walk your path, to feel your heartbeat vibrate under me and resonate within my soul and body.  I long for Avalon yet know that my work here is not complete.  I find solace within your arms and nourishment at your breast.  I thank you My Lady for choosing me to be a Priestess of Avalon as the joy, solace and pleasure is truly mine.

Blessed Be
 

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