The Longest Night's Promise

Hi, my name is Kim Fuller, and my piece is titled "The Longest Night's Promise." She is the winter solstice, staring back at you: the dark that is ahead, the shadow work and isolation. She has roots grounding her inner strength. She holds the sun in her chest for warmth as her third eye is opening, and she is now clearly hearing her intuition's whisper. Her hair is becoming the brisk night sky, entangled in the empty branches of the old oaks. A crow is coming in for a landing, symbolizing the death of the earth, with new promises of tomorrow's life.