I am, she said. She said it softly, as if it were a secret. A truth to be kept secret because it was such a sacred thing. She knew empowerment in the depth of her being when she said these words. They grounded her. Strengthened her. Two little words.
Only two words and something was born. Something so vast, deep, far-reaching, close, that she could no longer exclude herself from herself.
I am, she said, and her world changed because the changeless had been called upon.