Each of us holds a sacred thread, an essential key hidden by our ancestors within our bones. This key is imperative for the collective weaving of the great Tapestry of Restoration.
When we can embrace our individuality and EMBODY the truth that: we are all needed to weave the way, that we cannot do this alone, that your gifts amplify mine instead of take away.
Then I have the capacity to take competition, envy and jealousy programming and transmute it into more love within my belly.
The veil of lack that has been casted on us is dissolving as we step deeper into the night of our internal landscape.
We need each other as much as we need ourselves.
The brighter one womxn shines, the easier it makes it for the next womxn to see her own source of light.
We are a web.✨🌐✨
Lets awaken to that. Its time. Its our time.
Put your ache first.
There is the medicine you seek.
There is the guidance from your soul.
Go slow, gentle, hesitantly even, but go.
There are no hacks in the creatives underworld.
Let it brew you, steep you, dissolve you.
It will distill from you, the most wonderful essence you can gift the world.
We need your art.
Your embodied prayer.
We need it in order to restore our collective Home.
Individually, we are not a savior but collectively we are the salvation of the world.
𝗪𝐨𝐦𝐱𝐧, 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭.
Acknowledging and embracing the wounds that surface in our womxn to womxn relating allows it’s medicinal essence to transmute our isolating stagnancy, our feeling ‘misunderstood’ and our loneliness.
This is a wound that is so engrained within our psyche it has become quiet and habitual, nonetheless operating and influencing how we relate to womxn.
𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲. We will continue to believe we have to do it alone, unconsciously sabotaging the greatest web of support we could ever have access to.
Cheers to the rise and loud volume this Sister Wound is taking on because it is here, holding hands with the Mother Wound demanding acknowledgement before granting us passage.
𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝.
Join me October 12th. An in person workshop where we’ll be journeying into the ancient origins, the expressions and the ways to heal this wound within and in relation to others.
The greek etymology of the word ‘sin' is to ‘miss the mark’ and indeed she did.
She missed all the marks the church and patriarchal society placed on what it meant to be an a woman in her full glory.
Magdalene was fierce, she was wild power, a true heretic and embodiment of passionate feminine power that will not be controlled nor owned.
If you’ve ever felt that you were ‘too much’, you’ve felt her essence.
This is her wild dance within you.
Beckoning you to lean into your edges, to defy the norm, to awaken into ecstasy and surrender to your own deep, unbridled and wild love.
She dares us to challenge anything and everything which isn’t rooted in love and authenticity.
Through each one of us, the essence of her courage lives on.
Where could you challenge yourself and dare to lean in to an edge?
Where have you been judged or judged yourself for being too much?
May we each find within, the inner marriage needed to embody true, sustainable, gentle and fierce power.
Blessed Magdalene Feast beauties.