Dark evenings and autumn leaves evoke memories of a Goddess with a fighting spirit.

Shared experiences in a wide range of settings find encapsulation in a dance.

Defiant, carefree, footloose and fancy free it was, and all for an important cause.

Who cares if they saw her naked form? She was fighting to remain on the Earth Plane.

I blow kisses to this Goddess who now resides in the realm of Spirit.

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