Mother Aset comes, winged one who sees deep into the places that are ready to be birthed, to be nourished and matured, to be crowned, to be given an honorable death for healing. Mother Aset holder of wisdom, speaker of plants, doula of the passages, dancer of the mysteries, Mother of the sky. She flies though the atmosphere of your life breath, her wings unfurl large enough to hold the wholeness, from womb to tomb and deeper still. That which is born from the darkness, which opens in the quiet fertility of the night, the patterns of this weave, these lines of time come together in this shape of your hands and fingers creating this passageway, for unconditional Love, Willingness and Power to be your birthright, your blessing.