The Sacred Womb
When you were a babyin your mother’s womb,darkness cradled you in its utmost safetyand deep silence,throughout all movements,changes, growth, and challenges.She held you tightthe sacred womb,was a portal between divine light and a yet unknown world.She noaurished you with sweetnessand the heartbeat of your mother.Forever she imprinted
The sunny side of grief
Grief is a mystical grandmother. A stormy ocean who's waves are smashing the shores of our human nature and its dreams. She is the witch who's appearance is ugly and secretly holds the most innocent beauty for the innocent eyes. She is fierce and she whispers wisdom
In a field of pure potentiality…
In a field of pure potentiality, what do I choose to be? that part in me in equanimity could it be that it is me?
Wishing you a glorious new cycle ♡
MAY WE ALL COME A GIANT LEAP CLOSER TO THE REVELATION OF OUR AUTHENTIC TRUE NATURE MAY THE UNKNOWN DEVOUR US, TO SPIT US OUT AGAIN ON THE OTHER SIDE – STRIPPED OF IDENTITY, BUT AS A MIRROR OF ALL LIFE