“If ever there was a story without a shadow it would be this: that we as women exist in direct sunlight only. When women were birds, we knew our greatest freedom was in taking flight at night when we could steal the heavenly darkness for ourselves, navigating through the intelligence of stars and the constellations of our own making in the delight and terror of our uncertainty.” – Terry Tempest Williams
“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” – Galileo
A Painterly Home 
Beautiful, thank you.
Huh. This one has me a little puzzled.
My first thought regarding “not casting shadows” was that women are invisible, and especially so in the sun. Was there ever a time when we flew, and felt untrammled by grief and self doubt?
in my old age, I not only want to fly into the velvety night, but also stomp cheerfully into the sunlight.
Just here for the beer
Buenos dias amiga