This in not a story about a woman.

 This is a woman.

 

Who is longing for the beauty of life,

the wisdom and the freedom.

Who is searching for her holiness,

for suppressed heart desire and passion of her body.

A woman, who is revealing her vulnerability and her power,

her light and her darkness,

her roots and her dreams.

And courage to live the life she is longing for.

 

This is not a love-story.

 This is love.

 

Which embraces everything and everyone.

Her name is White Buffalo Woman.

And her name is also Dark Goddess.

Both.

Because birth and death compose the cycle of life.

Because light and darkness are parts of one great love,

which is everywhere,

in all things,

in all people,

and is all that is.