And sacred is my light that dwells in the depth of your soul. Daughter you are a vessel of magick where strength and determination can grow. Arise in your wisdom and power, leave behind a past of uncertainty.
I don’t speak to Isis directly; I found this on Facebook. I am a lover of all gods and goddesses, of all cultures. They are to me representations of the Beloved, the Source . . .call it what you will. That which is bigger than we are. That which is in us and through us.
The Egyptian Book of the Dead says, “There is no part of me that is not of the Gods”.
When you believe that; truly believe it, illness seems a little less daunting.
