Musings from the divine to invoke your feminine power, summon your divine feminine energy, and reveal the many faces of the Goddess within you.
Freedom comes from wholeness.
Each part of our vast essence, and the many embodiments that ebb and flow to the forefront, carry pieces that we cannot fully thrive without. Each part is a necessary ingredient creating the perfect storm of perfection. This shapeshifting nature is the key to unleashing everything. We are the Goddess in her every shape and form, and our freedom comes from setting her free.
Feminism is Sovereignty for all.
Feminism is understanding women’s issues are not the same for all women, and that feminism is not just about women. It’s not about the equality of men and women either, because all men and all women are not treated as equals. Most importantly, feminism is about empowering everyone so that no one is trapped by chains of dependence and power. Feminism is about sovereignty for all, because “nobody’s free until everybody’s free” (Fannie Lou Hamer, 1971)…
The Sacredness of our Desire.
The thought of what we desire may seem simple enough, but our deepest desires are often frightening. Not because they are outlandish, but because their truth is vulnerable and tender, or because following them would leave a quake of change behind us, or harsh truths in front of us.
Our ancestors are our roots.
Our ancestors are our roots. They are the foundation upon which we walk. They are the tapestry we are woven of and are weaving from. They carry the wisdom of all that has played out until this very moment. They carry the wisdom of understanding what has gotten us here. They carry the wisdom of mistakes made, and medicines honored. They carry our collective history. They can see where the earth is crumbling, and they are part of the collective consciousness that is beckoning us forward.
We are not that different.
We are not that different
You and me
Me and them
Them and you
We are not that different
Each one of us carries bee stings in our hearts
In reverence of a Holy Pause.
May we take in the serenity, and the clarity of nothingness between breaths. May we take in the poignant moment the moon shifts between waxing and waning. The poignant moment between endings and beginnings. And the poignant moment between the tide reaching its fingertips as far as it can before surrendering to receding.
May we pause in honor of presence. May we pause in the name of re-membering…
The Golden-Headed Goddess.
The Marigold Women are the golden-headed Goddess, simmering in our bones and simmering, spiraling in the bones of the earth. They are summoning us. They are summoning the divine - all around us and deep within us.
An Infinite Well of Abundance
We live in a cosmic, otherworldly world. The universe is vast beyond our understanding. It’s vast beyond the milky way. It’s vast beyond life on earth, and our human comprehension. The divine intelligence of the universe is nothing you or I can comprehend, but if we choose to trust and we choose to listen, it will guide us to light.
Protecting the feminine flame.
Creativity and passion are the essence of magic making magic, and more magic, and more magic.
When this essence is vital, when this flame is burning bright, it’s a current that is unbearable to restrain. It's something you couldn’t withhold if you tried. It’s the kind of energy that wakes you in the middle of the night, an invocation, a calling, a wave of energy that consumes and nourishes you equally, washing away all else….
Offer it up to the Goddess
The embers are crackling in your Goddess belly. The embers are warm, and she is asking us to feed her.
Feel her medicine to devour and transmute. Feel the power of her shapeshifting nature. Feel the raw truth you’re afraid to claim beckoning you forward.
Muster the courage. And let the shadows of your humanity feed her flames.
Roe Vs. Wade~Taking Our Bodies Back
As women are losing their rights over THEIR bodies all over the U.S. and in acknowledging women have been criminalized for acting upon their own bodies all over the world for too long, and that women have not had rights over their bodies all over the world for far too long, I’m offering everything I can think of that will feed the fire of taking OUR bodies back into our own hands…
What if…
What if the beat of my heart, was enough. What if the air dancing in and out of my body, was enough. What if my chest and belly, rising and falling, were enough. What if the current of blood riding through my veins, was enough. What if gravity swaddling me close to the earth, was enough. What if the sun rising and falling, the moon waxing and waning, the ocean undulating, the stars glistening, the flowers blooming and dying, were all enough…
The Woman You Are Becoming
The woman you are becoming is the woman you long to be. She is waiting for you to see. Waiting for you to see yourself in her eyes. Waiting for you to see Life through her eyes. Waiting for you to see the magic. The potential. The beauty. The love. The abundance. The joy. All around you…
A fierce and unpossessive love.
Mother Hawthorne’s whispers of wisdom…
It takes maturity to love fiercely without attachment. Love is not to be contrived. It is not to be clung to, or grasped for greedily sacrificing another's heart for our own. We don’t own one another’s hearts, and we cannot demand what love looks like in return.
Love is not a possession, it's sovereign and weaves by choice.
The humble heart of radical acceptance.
I made a fresh batch of Rhododendron Flower Essence this past week and its medicine shone as the humble heart of radical acceptance. Acceptance of one’s self. Acceptance of one another. And acceptance that we are bound in the human experience, meant to depend on one another to thrive.
This does not mean we accept hate and violence from others in naivety, or that we judge it with arrogance. This means we see beyond what is most visible and hold the knowing, energetically in our core that every heart is pure at its center so those around us can see this in themselves.
Pussy Fire Prayer.
The feminine is sensual and erotic in nature. It’s vulnerable, tender, and fierce all in one. It shapeshifts, dances, and changes with the colors of the wind. The seasons. The cycles. The moons.
This sensuality requires a fire to be set free. Like a sequoia spreading its seeds. This sensuality requires a fierceness that creates the safety to let go. It requires a container it can trust…
The Sovereign Woman, The Virgin, and The Mother.
Between the Sovereign Woman and the Mother stands the Virgin. In some ways, it's a looming passageway. It’s the valley of death, surrender, and letting go. It’s the hot earth mulching and the cocoon of transformation. Some say there is no physiological difference between excitement and fear and this is the ledge leaping in.
The ancestors are calling. Samhain blessings.
Between the Fall Equinox and Winter Solstice, the veils thin and our ancestors begin to call. They need to be seen, and heard, in a felt sense way regardless of the literal stories. They need us to see them as divine souls of perfection who lived very human imperfect lives as we are all meant to. There is a process that we need to say yes to, to receive the blessings of Samhain, and this window of time during fall is when the door is wide open.
Women, creativity, and intuition.
It is the shape-shifting nature of Wombyn that we must seek to know intimately to crack us open to our innate wisdom, and the raw creative life force of Life. It teaches us to channel it, to be a portal of gestation, and to bring spirit to life. In its many forms. This is the magic of wombyn.
Power, authority, and becoming our own teacher.
As much as we long to be empowered women, we often don’t realize our power is at our fingertips and we are the ones who are not claiming it.
How much power do you give away by a longing to be understood? By longing to be liked? How much power do you give away through not holding your boundaries? To your lack of time management and by doing too much? How much power do you give away through empathy, guilt, and feelings of obligation?
Where have you given your sovereignty away for a false sense of security?
