In our Solstice Ritual, after we opened the circle and invited the Gods and Goddesses of Summer to be with us, I went into a state.
I saw Gaia, encased in garbage and crumbling buildings - she was in a sack, like the womb.
She was spinning the air and the oceans as she was trying to free herself from our pollution and waste. She was making new pathways, scratching her skin open to release lava and fire. She was contorted like a tree in a wild storm.
Then these words came to me - "I am beyond science and technology - this is my world. What I do is necessary for me to survive and will not be controlled by men."
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