She as Seasons.

And as in Winter, she intimately shares with us her darkest days, the shimmering beauty of the silent night unfolds.

Such is nature, are the seasons, is She.

To understand Woman, look to the Earth. Mother Earth. Understand the seasons, the elements, and you will understand Her.

She is forever changing, moving, evolving. As life is not stagnant, nor is Her spirit. She is like wind and water one day, or shifting sands another. One moment She is the rock of the mountain being slowly carved by one drop of rain at a time. The next moment She is the stone in the river holding Her own as the moving water smoothes Her surface and softens Her rough edges, and every once in a while, pushes Her so hard She rolls down river and then resettles and allows the water to wrap around Her anew.