Everything needs to be black or white. Everything needs to be either ‘this’ or ‘that’. And nothing in between seems to be accepted. There seems to be no place for the grey areas. No place for something to be both ‘this’ and ‘that’.
A Thought of One’s Own
Bow in Respect, Dance in Celebration!
So long as we keep the spiritual connect of the festival intact in our hearts, I believe we still have hope. Of keeping the essence of the festival alive. Keeping the essence of womanhood alive. The spirit of femininity is alive.