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Light Raisers Please Stand Up

Mar 21st, 2020

Ostara Blessings

Mar 19th, 2020

Pillar Of Light

Mar 16th, 2020

It wasn't that long ago that women had to gather i

It wasn't that long ago that women had to gather in secret. During the centuries where the genocide on women was taking place, (approximately 9 million were killed worldwide), the tyrants that ruled the planet feared the power that happens when women gather together in circle to heal.

The medicine and wisdom that is held within every cell of the being of womban, amplified in community, is enough to dissolve the false power structures of greed and corruption into love.

From these times, the sisterhood wound was birthed, as many women were forced to turn on each other to save themselves and their families.

Centuries of programming continued to tell us that other women are our competition rather than our friend.

I carried this sisterhood wound quite close to my heart after experiencing a betrayal by a woman that was a best friend of mine since we were young children.

It took me a long time and deep ancestral healing for me to be ready to open myself up to allowing the most vulnerable parts of myself to be held and seen by other women again.

In January this year, a woman came into my circle to go through a mentorship container with me, and on the other side of it we became the best of friends. We began to remember our lifetimes together in priestess temples and our inner child's explode out of our hearts whenever we are talking to each other... which is daily lol.

She knows the caverns of my soul better than most, as she is a soul seer and blueprint activator. Our ascension and healing processes are accelerated by the space that we hold for each other and her realizations, aha moments, and wins are mine as well, and vice versa. We activate the F out of each other and laughter is our medicine to move through some of the crunchiest timelines.

I share with her every journey my period takes me on. I share with her the intention I desire to shed with my menses, and I tell her about the vivid messages and clearings that come through in my dreamscapes.

She witnesses the unfolding process that takes place for me every month, and cheers me on as I rebirth out of the womb cave, feeling more anchored in my power after several days of deep clearing and ⬇️⬇️⬇️

When we are on our moon, our channel blasts wide o

When we are on our moon, our channel blasts wide open, creating vivid dream scapes and enhancing our psychic and intuitive abilities. ✨

It’s for this reason I much prefer to bleed in the comforts and sanctuary of my home, so that I can nest down and be with myself during this time and receive clear guidance as to what needs to release, shift, realign and what desires to birth through me the upcoming month.

I stay off social media for the first day or 2 of menstruation at least, and minimize how much time I am on technology.

Carving out this space to rest, be still and receive during this sacred time allows me to uncover and activate more of my soul codes which are stored in our womb.

Each cycle that passes, I align deeper with my soul’s greatest joy and purpose and further my connection with myself and the consciousness of my womb.

So much so, that I was able to shift my period back a couple of days so that I wouldn’t be menstruating while on a plane and train, surrounded with many other people’s energies.

I spoke to my womb and asked for her to wait until we were home before she released, and to my delight, she listened.

It’s a cohesive relationship, I honour and listen to her and she honours and listens to me.

I am stepping out of the womb cave after a couple days of nourishment, salt baths, massage, rest, meditation, ovarian breathing and journeying.

Our ability to receive from ourselves and the nourishment of the Goddess during our menstruation sets the tone for our capacity to receive for the month to come.

This is ancient sacred sexuality wisdom coming back online for the very needed healing of the hplanet.

I recognize that not everybody has the luxury of taking the day off from work for their period.

Even just choosing not to schedule anything else extra in such as social engagements and errands on the first day or 2 of your period, and rather taking that time to meditate with your hands on your womb, have salt baths, naps, and lay around doing nothing, is a huge act of self-love and reverence.

The first 3 month chapter of the Circle of the Womb Temple will be focused on learning how to align our lives with our cycles, how to ⬇️⬇️⬇

Womban: the carrier of all medicine. Within the

Womban: the carrier of all medicine.

Within the powerful portal of our wombs...

We carry songs that have yet to be sung.
We carry books that have yet to be written.
We carry canvases that have yet to be painted.
We carry healing gifts that have yet to be discovered.

All of this is at our fingertips, swirling in the cosmos of our wombs, waiting for us to remember just how powerful, creative, and magical we are.

We are the keepers of ancient codes that are rapidly activating us to stand taller, to speak bolder, to expand further, to surrender deeper.

If you’re feeling the call to rise with the feminine tide within and to remember how powerful you really are, I invite you to join a global sister circle in a 3 month initiatory descent into the womb.

Circle of the Womb Temple gates will close for registration on the 28th so our first gathering may be under the Samhain full moon.

Follow the link in my bio for more info.

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I didn’t find the goddess outside of me. I remem

I didn’t find the goddess outside of me. I remembered her >>within<< me.

I had just gone through a trauma while travelling that had me completely disassociated out of my body.

That wild free spirit that had liberated me from the confines of a white picket fence lifestyle that had bound me far too young, was completely shattered.

When the traditional methods of support for such things didn’t help, I stopped looking outside of me and I surrendered into the void.

I dove fully into my spirituality as I could hear the goddess calling my name from deep within my womb cave.

In the darkness I found her healing balm and began to walk the initiatory path of the divine feminine healing arts.

The Great Mother filled all cracks and crevices of me with nourishment and love, even when I couldn’t give that to myself.

I allowed myself to unravel as she dissolved away stories and limitations that were never mine to carry.

She soothed the parts of me that felt unloved and misunderstood.

She asked me to lean into the abyss and to trust that I was aligning with my purpose.

I put paint to canvas and danced for hours.
I picked flowers and chased sunsets.
I sat in sister circles and healed in community.

Little did I know at that time I would never go back to being who I was before the trauma but each day that passed I found a deeper sense of self.

Reclaimed. Unbound. Untamed.

I found the courage to move across the world to join my king.

I found a sense of wild within that howled at the moon and ran naked through forests.

My intuitive channels blasted open as the waters of the wild feminine energy within surged through me.

I let everything go into the fires of transmutation to allow the temple within me to rise.

I remembered the milk and honey of the divine feminine within me, but only because I was willing to let go of the structures, conditioning, and stories that said I was powerless.

Circle of the Womb Temple is a 3 month journey of divine feminine reclamation in the fabric of sisterhood.

If you feel the stir within you, link in my bio for more info. Registration closes on the 28th. 🌹💦🔥

There’s something about groves of olive trees th

There’s something about groves of olive trees that enchants me.

They are drenched with abundance.

Nourishing the people of this land for as long as humans have lived here.

The trunk which is a beautiful masterpiece of twists and knots naturally weaved together provides stunning wood to craft out of once grandmother tree no longer can produce.

Miles and miles of olive trees, tucked in between stunning mountains and coast lines of crystalline waters.

Each day I am receiving activations and downloading codes from the fertility of this blessed island.

The land of Medusa.
The mermaid shaped island.
Where the king and the queen wear calcite crowns.

💦🔥👑 #greece #corfuisland #divinefeminine #divinemasculine #divineunion #sacredunion #sacredfeminine #priestess #witchesofinstagram #abundance #higherself #gratitudedaily #starseed #goddessrising #mamagaia #gaia #motherearth #womenwhorunwiththewolves

Our connection to the sacred has been lost. As wo

Our connection to the sacred has been lost.

As woman, we are taught from a young age that there is something wrong with us.

Our periods...dirty and to be kept secret.

Our breasts...either too small or too big to appease the preferences of men.

Not to mention how disconnected we are to our the full capacity of pleasure due to layers and layers of conditioning that say that our bodies are for the pleasure of a man, not ourselves, and that we need plastic surgery and harmful diets to look a certain way.

Or - the layers of oppression that religious upbringing has numbed us out by teaching us that pleasure is sinful.

Just like how we see the fruits of Mother Earth not honoured and worshiped, our bodies hold much trauma and stories that keep us from honing in on the sacredness that is She.

Sacredness that in ancient times, was natural, never questioned.

The systematic false power structures that have been put in place for 5000 years to keep us disconnected from our true nature, are currently dismantling to make way for the healing, rising and unification of both the divine feminine and divine masculine.

May we remember the wisdom that has been buried in the soil and our bones, waiting for a time in which it is safe to become common knowledge again.

That time is now.

Our monthly blood shed energetically cleanses us, releasing old energies and stories that do not serve us.

It’s a time that when honoured by surrendering to the body’s desire to rest, increases our psychic sensitivity so that we may receive clear and direct guidance from our guides to support us in our creation cycle for the month to come.

Connecting with our monthly cycle is a powerful act of self-love, no longer trying to fit our cyclical nature in a box but rather, riding the ebbs and flows of her feminine tides to utilize our expansive energetic states and receive during our yinward time.

Our breasts are an outward expression of the love in our heart chakras, and as we release the stories and conditioning that are not our own, the numb become sensitized.

In the first 3 months of the Circle of the Womb Temple monthly moon sistership, we explore and connect with the ⬇️⬇️⬇️

Current mood 💦🌴🌹 Swimming in the crystal

Current mood 💦🌴🌹

Swimming in the crystalline Atlantean waters of Corfu Island.

Meditating on the ancient rocks of the island of Medusa, the irresistible serpentine goddess, keeper of the wild beasts and mother of the mysteries kept within the depths of the ocean.

The mermaid shape of this Ionian island is gridded with consciousness expanding calcite.

This place is drenched in divine feminine nectar.

& yet, it’s a land of divine union between the masculine and the feminine with the ley lines of Michael and meeting with the ley line of Athena at the Temple of Artemis.

I feel this divine union with the contrast of the mountains with the turquoise waters and the profound grounding force that is here.

Not to mention the energy and bliss of travelling with my adventurous divine union partner, swimming in the canal d’amour and feasting on traditional Greek food and wine. 👑

Grateful and blessed to be connecting with the lands of Greece and further activating the priestess codes within.

As soon as I saw the mountains and water from the sky I began to tear up. Of all the countries I’ve been to, only Ireland and Mexico have had such a reaction.

When we landed I felt a jolt of energy ripple through me, shortly after followed a flirtatious dance with a purple blooming botanical outside the airport as I grounded into the Earth.

A sense of reunion with a home from an ancient time. I know I’ve lived upon these lands.

My connection & communion with the frequencies of land, trees and momma ocean is only because I have a nurtured a deep connection with the wild forces within me.

It wasn’t always this way. I used to be incredibly disconnected from my body, the present moment and though I spent a lot of time in nature, I couldn’t feel her.

The deeper I go within myself and my own primal nature to rewild myself from stories designed to oppress, the deeper I can connect with the medicine that is Gaia.

If you are seeking to dive into your own primal wild feminine energy, to connect with and unleash the ocean within you, I invite you to take a peek at the Circle of the Womb Temple, a monthly moon membership to descend into the portal of our wombs and divine ⬇

To choose to stand in your truth, to speak your au

To choose to stand in your truth, to speak your authentic voice, to share your divinity and creations with the world, doesn't mean that you don't ever feel fear.

Chances are you feel more fear than the person who hides behind it in paralysis.

The ancestral trauma you hold within your bones from the priestess temples and witches being burned is so real that it wakes you up in the middle of the night, that you can feel your throat wanting to close whenever you speak your truth.

But you still show up. You lean into the fear and see it as fires burning away all the past life and ancestral residue that has said that it's not safe to be seen, to take up space and be heard.

A mentor of mine once said, the more intuitive the divine feminine wisdom is, the more challenged you will be to share it, as we have been so entrained to keep it silent.

But those that are dismantling the priestess and the witch wounds who boldly step the frontlines to allow themselves to be seen, are the ones that innerstand that the feminine is not doing it alone, that within themselves they have a warrior protector that is the divine masculine.

The fusion of the sacred masculine and the sacred feminine, within and without (this has nothing to do with gender) is the foundation for New Earth.

The sword of the masculine descending from the sun, anchoring through our central channel, down into our pelvic bowl, and penetrating the Earth below.

Grounding us, protecting us, giving us a focal point to spiral around.

Elevating us out of overextended emotional states.

That sword of strength we lean on to share our authentic selves while courageously walking through our lives with our hearts open and our belly's soft.

The serpent of the feminine, uncoiling, and dancing up the spine from the shakti pelvic bowl.

Coming into sacred union in the chalice of the heart with her masculine counterpart, where Heaven meets Earth.

Oceanic bliss, pleasure, creativity, much like a geyser exploding out of the depths of our womb.

A tidal wave of energy, that only can be unleashed as much as she feels safe and held.

And once she is unbound, her divine feminine nectar, the milk of the cosmic ⬇️

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