It is not her youthful looks, nor the curvaceousness of her body, these are long gone if the truth be known. It is not even her glib tongue, nor the mind that lies behind it that draws people to her like moths to a flame. It is only the joy in her eyes, the easy going acceptance that lies upon her countenance like sunlight in a forest glade.
She is soft and sweet, earnest and truthful. There is no danger of being destroyed here. No traps to ensnare the unwary. She is simply here.
Yet there are shadows that lie behind the joy and the light. Not dark shadows, simply places that she keeps out of the public eye. Places others might consider sink holes, or blemishes upon an otherwise beautiful being. She once felt that way too, but no more. These are the places that add flavor to the stew of her being, the stuff that brings an added richness few might understand, but many notice.
A whole being must embrace her wholeness, accepting it all as the part of her it is. It is that extra little step over the edge into fulfillment that radiates from eyes no longer afraid to look at it all. It is the deep breath embracing the sides of life less traveled that puts a spring into her step.
There are things a woman does simply because she loves doing them and whether anyone else knows about them or not is not as important as the doing.
The joy of living fulfilled and finding the light of understanding where it is most important, at the very center of her being, draws others into the mystery they so desperately crave, but don't quite recognize.
As Joseph Campbell said, "Follow your bliss."
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