the girl who didn't know what she wanted
Once upon a time a girl who didn't know what she wanted, until she decided that she would know. It had been so long without being able to know, without her power, that this idea seemed strange and rare – no more than the shock of realizing she didn't know what to want. But this girl realized that if she didn't change, she would never know what could be hers. And so she began a journey, not without fear, to find out what she wanted and she read: WHAT I WANT, I KNOW. Gradually, the woman came to realize that her blindness was so long-standing that she would need to risk it if she wanted to get out of the woods she had gotten into, believing nothing in life very well that she had achieved it. Feeling her way, she walked. I want this, I want that, more or less made sense. Vida was talking to her, showing her when she deviated from the path. There were many detours, in fact, until she realized that it was only up to her to be at peace. Cutting through here what was not good for him, watering the hope of reaching beyond. And she watered and pruned and watered and pruned and there was a day when she realized that she had to plant new seeds. He spent a few days between sadness and a grinding of teeth. On that Full Moon, she rose and the new seeds found. At New Moon, she planted. And she watered and watered and watered. In spring they bloomed and the woman was free. She now had what she wanted and more: she had become the very flower she had always been waiting for.