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We grow like snakes, shedding layers of skin that we leave behind in dried-out, lifeless husks as we get larger and larger–only these skins take on many forms in many dimensions: the cradle, the playpen, school, ignorance, fears, home, church, friends, belief systems, teams, clubs, tribes, self-image, etc.; and until we shed these once-protective, now-restrictive layers, we are confined in virtual jars that are usually transparent enough to see at least some of what is outside but prevents us from exploring all that is beyond the glass walls of whatever manifestations of super-ego we find ourselves trapped behind.
Four witches gather in a clearing in the woods to dance around a bonfire. Dancers: CJ, Angela, Leeanna, Anastasia
Forest Garden of Magical Mushrooms. Model: Jane
In the heart of the enchanted forest, where Moon Monkey pond whispers secrets, Jane finds solace in a magical haven, where time dances amidst the trees.
A garden of whimsy and wonder unfolds, giant mushrooms, vibrant and alive, their hues painting dreams in the mist, as if whispers of forgotten tales.
Beneath their canopy, Jane sits, her presence a melody in nature’s symphony, the wispy mist caressing her cheeks, whispering tales of ancient magic.
Amidst the verdant chorus, little winged cherubs flit and play, their laughter a symphony of joy, curious eyes drawn to Jane’s serene grace.
In this enchanted embrace, where reality and fantasy intertwine, Jane finds a moment’s respite, a tranquil sanctuary in the heart of the wild.
