If it’s fire, it should still be love.
Love is gravity,
your anchor to pull you back when you drift far too much into the belief that YOU can CONQUER all.
It’s the conquest that kills life’s healing fire, it’s the belief that you are the chosen one that extinguishes life-giving flames.
But the fire of love can dissolve
guilt,
regrets,
shame,
blame,
anger,
resentment,
bitternes.
It can burn the cause of your wound,
if you let the heart steer the wheel.
It can erase all traces of distress,
if instead of winning, you choose to heal.
Spirit of Tara 