I came to relish this secret affair that life and I were having while others talked and I washed dishes, served tea, pulled on stockings and put on makeup. For the first time, I felt the profound power of my own femininity. I am the earth. The servant is the master. The master is the slave.
Surrender is power.
To yield is to be released. The first lesson I ever learned about God is that She's got a great sense of humor - and usually the joke's on me. Just as I slithered into this warm bath of blissful letting go, She turned on the cold water - full blast. From deep in my soul, from far in the distance, a new sound emerged. Sirens and alarms.