She is the lady who has travelled far and wide.
Through the desert to the jungle, she bears a snake at her side.
She reflects and connects, as she taps into mother natures intellect.
Shedding fear that once was, now stepping into power in all that she does.
She is held by Old Man Banksia flower where he softens and lightens the load of her burdens,
She breathes easy now, change is afoot and renewed enthusiasm for life in emerging.
She is you.
She is me.
She is us all.