The Mythic Womb

a sneak peak into life's unfolding

Hello dear ones, welcome to this space again. I know I haven’t been very present here as of late. Life’s flow has been guiding me in so many different directions of growth and expansion that some space was needed here for me to be really IN it all. One of those big things is what I am here to share with you all. Over the last two years or so I have been tending to the gardens of a book. A book that is pieced together with the songs of my heart, alive with story and soul. It has been a slow bloom. Sometimes tended to with utter devotion for days, weeks, months on end. Other times scarcely watered with spare moments I had between other things. It has been a journey in and of itself for me to weave together the threads of this book. To put what has been longing to be shared through me into words and order. Yet I am elated to finally announce its release. Dropping earthside on April 8th, 2024, in line with the total eclipse that passes through this land.

I write this outside under a pair of youthful cedar trees, the birds call above and the wind blows the soft callings of spring and it feels like a good time to birth creation upon the land.

I am sharing with you the first chapter of ‘The Mythic Womb’ to get a taste of what is to come, and to open your hearts to receive its medicine. It is a book calling upon the stories of the land and the womb. A forever interwoven dance of lovers that pulses through us. At the time I started writing this book, I was deep within the temple of the womb. Being initiated into her wisdom and the ways she parallels eternally with the land we walk upon. As my communion with the divinity of life and my womanhood grew, shifted, shedded and blossomed this book was a journey for my own innerstanding. A way to tie together these threads I see connecting everything living and dying. Everything that we are - and are a part of. It is my ode to these threads, that of the soul, the womb, the land. Within its pages are prayers of remembrance and connection. Prayers of the wild self that roams the uncharted territory of the heart. Prayers for the songs our souls sing. Prayers to hear their melody and remember the steps we may dance in tune. It is one song, after all.

*Keep your eyes open for the mythic womb being released on APRIL 8TH*

With love, welcome into The Mythic Womb.

Opening into the Medicine of the Spiral

In the beginning, there was darkness. In this darkness expanded a total and complete nothingness. Until suddenly, whether it was after a moment or after an eternity ~no one really knows~ there was a spark of sound. And with it came the light. This left its mark upon the ancient emptiness with the Song of Creation. With every thump and boom, every moan and sigh, a new spark of life emerged into light. Through this song, our first stars were born. And from the stars, planets came, and from the planets came new and even more intricate life. Until it reached the point that is us. Through the primordial, eternal darkness, life was birthed. This song has been beating steadily ever since its first sound. It is the song that weaves through all things. We all move to the rhythm of this Uni Verse ~ this One Song. If we choose to listen, we may hear its vibration and dance joyously to its beat and remember where we all come from.

Welcome then, to this song. May we learn of it together and remember its guidance. May we come back to the wisdom of the ancient ones. Those who have lived since the beginning, whose lessons continue to be whispered within the subliminal spaces of our lives. The spirits of the winds and waters, the sun and soil. The archetypes that are present within each cycle of creation. Echoing throughout all of life. Through the seasons, the waning of the moon, and through our own inner wheels that turn. This frame is what everything fits into. It is the imprint that is left upon all of us, the roots from which we grow. As we begin to look to it for support, we learn of the ways it unravels and weaves together the stories of existence. And in doing so, we may step back into the Sacred Spiral that holds us and all our relatives. In tune with all that is meant for us. In harmony with our inner cycles and these grand rhythms that move us. No longer is a life lived in victimhood, but instead, as creator. Re-membering with the ways that we weave together our own stories. How we make up all the pieces of our lives. In this way, we take the responsibility for all that is being woven through our lives in each moment. For we are the ones that, in one way or another, bring it forth. When there is a complete presence within the inner workings of the soul, one can move from that space of centeredness and wholehearted authenticity to bring deeper love and joy into life. It is a choice to no longer live in fear. Continuously unfolding within a space of wholeness. As we have been told again and again in ancient scripture.

Do not be afraid; There is nothing to fear.

May this offering call us back to these ways, that are rooted within the teachings of the sacred Spiral. To the ancient knowledge that rests within us. As we flow through remembering, we are brought back to the ways of our mothers, those who came before. Carried back to our true womanhood, that holds for us this great wisdom. The medicine that we have the potential to witness and embody. May this offering serve to remind you of this power you carry. It expresses itself through the energy of your womb. As we flow within this continuous Spiral dance throughout our lives, we learn the lessons it offers us. The medicine it serves us. The ways its presence blesses us. May this offering serve as a gift, for you to once again embody the bountiful blessings that your cycle is meant to share with you. When you take the time to sit with her, get to know her, she shares with you her secrets. Your soul’s mysteries.  And through this presence, you learn about yourself in your multidimensional beingness. You have the tools you need to live an embodied and full life in alignment with your nature, and your truth. 

Here we will flow through this cycle of the womb and see how it ties us so intimately to all cycles, that expand to touch all things, when we pay attention. We will refine our sight to see those threads pulsating everywhere. We will learn about the ways it is all the same cycle, the same song, rhythmically ringing throughout all of life. Echoing melodies for us to hear. These cycles are what nurture all processes. In witnessing this, we begin to see our place as part of the grand rhythms of this existence. Re-membering with all that it asks of us. All the ways that it moves through us. We are an aspect of something so much greater, that is reflected within us, and expands out and out, to touch everything. 

Our body is a temple, a place of worship. A holy cathedral upon which our life is laid out for us to pray upon. It carries so much spirit, so much intricately woven wisdom. It is a little universe of its own, that, like a hologram, expresses itself in the same ways as what it is made of ~ everything around. May this offering serve as an ode to its complexity. A form of worship we may bow to, and pray with. As we expand out from this body to greater perspectives, we see the same blueprint reflected within all things. The growth of plants, the flowing of our moon, our earth, and the spirits of the elements, all are woven by these threads. The same threads weave together in our womb. We see their stories reflected in us. And through this, we may stand humbly at their feet, and receive their teachings. They may be our guides, showing us the ways of this unfolding. The ways of reciprocity with our divinity and our physicality, the sacredness that is life incarnate.

In this offering, we explore these dimensions that we live in, that are intimately, deeply, eternally tied together. So complex is their weaving that one thread cannot exist without the other, nor even desires to. For all these layers come together to create this tapestry upon which we all dwell and are blessed by. We begin to dismantle the ways of focusing more and more on one piece. One thread. Trying to understand something by taking it apart and examining it. Instead, we remember wholeness. To see how all these little parts that we’ve been trying to understand are nothing without the whole perspective of their existence. The integrity of their wisdom lies within a wholistic understanding of all the parts that weave this living organism. We will step back, to see the grand picture. All that we are, and all that we are a part of.