Maybe you can relate. You have something to say but you are afraid of your words being minced inside mouths craving attention and regurgitated back at you with foul odor. Or, maybe you find yourself on long Facebook feeds, adrenaline pumping, reading the adversarial banter that has taken away 5–10 minutes, maybe years, of your […]
She is speaking. Are you listening?
The Feminine Body, when unobstructed, is the most healing and regenerative force in the natural order of Life. The Feminine Body is within all living beings.
The womb body is a direct portal to the medicines and wisdoms that re-establish regeneration, rebirth, balance and sovereign law. This body is most potent in those who bleed. This body is alive in all living beings.
When the wisdom within these bodies is followed, Laws of Reciprocity enact a flow of abundance beyond all measure. And your Mythic Life begins…
Poem on the Laws of Reciprocity
~It’s like this
There lives a spring for your thirst
Where your desolation becomes fertile ground
Your parched lips around her waters
turns Her body on to make more honey
Others will catch the scented droplets in the air
They will come to the mouth of abundance to drink
When your body tightens around old fears
of losing your treasure
Remember your Mother’s breast- an unsung maiden well until your cries for Love
set in motion a spiral of miracles birthing the wheel of Life
Upon which the Sacred Codex of Reciprocity is inscribed
And in one magnificent line of this ancient scripture
You will find your name~ Shira Stardrift
My thoughts on this beautiful journey
“The Sacred Wound is the critical act in which the mortal achieves divinity.” Jean Houston What if I told you that you can never fully heal. That you can scratch to the bone, gnaw at your sinew and suckle your marrow and you will still feel an impenetrable, troubling, haunting itch. But you will continue to […]
I was asked by a man recently “how can you support yourself doing what you do?” Why did you choose “these ways?” I have never heard my Mother’s Voice. It lay in decay under the headstones of her losses. But, all decay can compost itself through worm dreams and seedlings and find its way to […]