Blessing

Blessing from the Spirit of Folleterre and the Faerie Ancestors

Take what nourishes you. Leave space for what grows later. Add your own verse when the time comes.
You are not only reading a Codex — you are being read by it.

May your heart open like the meadow,
May your voice rise like the fire,
May your tears flow like the spring,
May your laughter echo like the forest.

You are kin. You are welcome. You are home.