Camilla: Pepparkaksstaden, del 15

 StarBeing, four, the heart of knowing

The heart of knowing.

That is where she rests.

Inside.

 

Inside

the heart of knowing.

 

For three years now she has walked by my side.

 

Jumping. 

Scurrying. 

Nipping. 

Nudging.

Seeing all the energies

 with her entire being.

 

I am afraid I might have broken her spirit, having gone through walking next to me 

these past two

 circuits 

around the sun.

 

In the Heart of Knowing I know that is not the case.

 

I am not broken. 

I cracked.

She is not broken. 

She lives.

 

In all her existence.

 

Some disappeared.

“Your energy has changed”.

 

Observations

 from

the outside.

Conclusions

free of

questions.

 

I could not breathe.

I did not know how to live.

I could hardly function.

 

Yet I did.

 

Out of the cracks came songs.

 

Like a ledge in a dark mine

the melodies

and 

lyrics 

led me out,

guided me through

every new, brighter, rupture

 

Every Sunday,

a little more light came in,

more explosion flowed out.

Released.

 

She walked with me.

Removed veils.

Brought home my sisterhood.

A tightknit , close, tribe,

hugging in,

weaving.

 

The Heart of Knowing knows love,

knows life,

knows sisterhood like

no

other.

 

A nightingale

 of 

sacred fierceness,

power

and Starlight.

A guide of voices.

Camilla.

Led us both to find 

our own 

sound.

While guiding me

to find deeper

expressions of

what is

actually there

already

when 

you dare

open the doors

wide.

 

A force of Nature walking by my side.

How can I walk by hers in the most splendid way?

How can I be that SiStar for the Sisterhood?

 

By living in the Heart of Knowing.

 

 

 

Cecilia Gotherstrom, Dec 2025