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Avotcja, Medicine Woman

Avotcja!  I called her when my daughter (18 at the time) ran away from home.  Avotcja.  Not only her name was magical but I knew she was the strong woman who I could lean on.  I needed magic and a miracle.  She stayed with me the whole way through, advising, warning, consoling, encouraging me, the distraught mother.

When my daughter came back I took her to the Sacred Grounds reading.  Avotcja read a poem.  She pulled me aside afterward, “I don’t know if it helps but I put the poem out there for her to hear it.”

Six years later her poem is still out there doing its magical transformation as I watch my daughter grows into a functional young woman celebrating her 24th birthday today.

Photo by Cathy Cade.

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