Women were planted by God
to rise and bear the holy fruit
that with one bite imparts all wisdom
satiates all hunger
and rekindles the sacred flame
in all souls
We are the dream keepers
the water bearers and life givers
Women rooted to Life
are flowing with the nectar
that feeds the hungry children
~This space is for those born with an anatomical womb. The circles and private mentoring are geared toward the great reclaiming of the Love that guides at the center of a woman’s life.
I believe with all of my heart and womb that what a woman longs for in the depths of her flesh is to know thy-Self, to trust thy-Self and heed the ever-present voice of God/Love within her every cell with open hearted devotion.
To pray at the feet of Love while knowing that those same feet are what walk her down her human path. To bow at the beauty while knowing that every face and every form she sees is her own. To bless the mess knowing that Love is the still point of every storm that reshapes her life- this is the sacred descent.
This is freedom. This is reconnection to Womb Consciousness. This is to know and love thy-Self unconditionally.
Woman connected to her womb is a beacon of Truth in trying times and the unifying flame that brings the dance of Life back to a steady rhythm of oneness. She embodies the ever-present movement of change while holding still the light of faith for others lost in the sea of seemingly endless sorrow.
Within her womb lives the first language- a holy prayer, a gospel of remembrance of the omnipresent spark of Life in all things. This wisdom can never be lost. All is embedded in the sacred flesh, animated by the breath and is brought to light for others by how we live our lives in accordance with our deep truth- which is a living embodiment of Truth.
Reconnecting to the consciousness of the Womb also requires a radical stepping into self honesty about what is driving our desires and motivates our actions. Many of us have much to disentangle around love and the belief systems that ensnare us into old patterns of manipulation and control. This all stems from a fear of leaning into what truly supports us. There is a difference between power and control- and knowing how they metabolize in your body is womb healing.
To navigate these terrains a woman needs the timeless tools. Guidance is necessary when confronting the cognitive dissonance and gaslighting, often by your own inner voices, that creates resistance to our living wisdom. Mystery schools, mentorship, indigenous healing modalities and women’s circles have been the bedrock for these initiations.
Know this:
All pain in the womb is material for awareness and healing~ Your life path has been perfectly laid out~ The dreams of your heart are not only yours and therefore supported by more than you can fathom~ YOUR healing matters~ YOU are an unconditionally loved expression of perfection~ ALL of your intensity, feelings, passions, and forbidden bits are welcome.
Here you will find support through one on one mentorship, healing sessions, prayer and women’s circles (when offered)
- In person sessions are a blend of mentoring, embodiment practices, prayer and hands on treatment and self-care teaching of the Maya womb massage as taught by the lineage held by my teacher Dr. Rosita Arvigo. These sessions offer simple, life-changing practices for feminine empowerment that every woman should know.
- I work with all ages- (minors with permission from parents) as womb health is a life-long practice of connection to our inner wisdoms.
- Online sessions are a deep dive mentoring, mirroring and somatic exploration into the messages of the womb for your healing and life.
- All sessions may include lifestyle recommendations and guidance for personal rituals.
- Please read- Values~agreements~liability.
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The Feminine Christ
Here you are held by the ancient traditions that live timelessly within the wisdom of our flesh. Please read The Feminine Christ to orient yourself to some of the transmissions and frequencies woven into our time together.
I have been made whole on a string of prayers
whose answers were woven into my life
in the pattern of a labyrinth
Whenever I cried to see Your face
I would become entangled
in a hall of mirrors
Until everywhere I looked-
upon each day’s daunting demands
with its storms and sorrows
and breathtaking bounty
I saw Love.
(Artist Julie Dillon of above painting)