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Beginnings, challenge, Commitment, creativity, Determination, Faery, Faery Queen, Feyhearted path, Heart, inspirations, Journalling, Journey, musings, Queenship, Strangeness of Life
I was challenged, given a quest, to become Queen of my life. First I want to know what that means… so I asked. What does it mean to be queen? A Queen, but not to hold power over other people… to be sovereign in one’s own life, I suppose…

My studio. My temple. My Throne? Where I make magic, where life is understood, where change begins. Art allows me to be fully myself. When I paint, I come home. If being Queen is having sovereignty over one’s life, then this must be the heart of my realm.
What would it mean to be Queen?
Queen of my life? My heart, my art?
A Queen rules her realm
My realm is my self
A self, a realm, a life.
To rule
To lead
To protect
To hold within all that belongs to one…
I rule my self.
Queen of my life, my heart, my art.
There is space for what I love
And I am responsible for making what I wish come true.
No waiting for another.
I am Queen of my life.
Whatever I wish
I must command it so.
No other may
No other can
In my realm
I am the sun, the moon, the stars
And each who I encounter is sovereign in their realm,
As I am in mine.
I rule my self.
Queen of my life, my heart, my art.
I hold the power of my realm
Only I
I choose
I cause
I create









