A call from my higher self, and possibly my ancestors. A place to word out, disentangle to a degree, maybe, the root system that lives within our family tree, deep inside.

The two voices of duality, untold stories, questions unanswered, emotion still waiting for acknowledgement, all this is still vague, yet I hope, this experiment with prose brings it to the surface as metaphor or a particular kind of allegory. May you get something out of it also, and receive my warmest regards for your time.

This work is dedicated to my three daughters: Michelle, Diane and Hermione, let it serve as testimony of an inner voyage your mother took in the unseen, during many years, even before you were born.