To the wild women being spiritual means: whispering to trees, laughing with flowers, falling in love with sunsets, consulting the water and worshipping the stars at night. One hand to her heart and one hand touching Mother Earth… She speaks with the rhythm of her heart and loves from the depth of her soul… Like a wildflower, she spent her days, allowing herself to grow, not many knew if her struggle, but eventually all, knew of her light.

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