
02/09/2025
A dear sister sent me these words she wrote after a previous Samhain Circle and I felt they deserve a place here:
The womb of our mothers, the womb of the earth.
Submerged in the waters of truth and love.
Submerged in our mother.
Nourishing me from the inside out.
The more I surrender, the more I release.
She knows and loves every crevice of my body and caresses it with love and care.
I allow her to hold me, to support me.
I feel free.
I am where I belong.
Past. Present. Future.
Of all there was and all there ever will be.
Floating in the divine feminine.
Remembering.
Honouring
Her
Me
You
By being.
By feeling.
The waters are alive.
The waters in and out of me.
All she wants is to be in harmony.
To fall.
To flow.
To ripple.
To wave.
To trickle.
To wash.
To nourish.
To live.
To grow.
To transform.
To heal.
To soothe.
To be.
She contains so much knowledge.
The sustenance of life.
The source.
All I had to do was
To listen.