As she walks, she begins to see structures on the horizon, varying in stature and construction. Some are fortresses like the one she left behind. Some small houses. Some flimsy tents.
She stops to visit each one. As she approaches, a door opens and a face peers out. Another, like her, who keeps themselves captive inside. Eyes search, drawn to the fire within Her.
As she approaches each one, her eyes reach into theirs and she smiles. A smile so warm it spreads to their face.
“You cannot imagine how much you are loved”, she says. The words cupping their cheek with affection.
Her eyes keep reaching. Her whole body attuned to the person she addresses. Standing firm as a tree. Radiating warmth like the sun.
“Emerge and Speak,” She says softly. “The world needs to hear your voice. Only your voice can open the doors that need to be opened.”
With a nod of encouragement, she moves on to the next. Like an oak that will stand for centuries, she does not rush. Each person given the time and attention they need. Each person sent off on their own path out of their own fortress.