
30/07/2025
Sinner & Saint
I can hold a sound healing by the and move with frequencies like water. That same night, I’ll be barefoot in the dirt, dancing wildly in front of the system, bass running through my body like fire.
I am both water & fire.
Sinner & Saint.
We’ve often been told to choose, like we cannot be both. Holy or sinful, soft or fierce and sacred or sensual.
But the divine lives in the space between, there where water meets the flame.
And that word, “sinner”, it wasn’t always what you think.
In ancient Sumer, Sin was the Moon Goddess.
Priestesses of the Moon, keepers of the sacred feminine, were called sinners.
They held rituals with song, dance, touch, scent, and trance.
They served the goddess by being a bridge between heaven and earth.
Later, as patriarchal systems rose, these women were demonized.
Their wisdom was twisted and their powers where stripped.
Sinner, once a sacred priestess, became a word of shame and guild.
But I remember her and I understand now that I am her.
My fire is ancient.
I’ve been burned many lifetimes for speaking too loud, being to much, loving too free and living too big. But I came back, not to shrink, but to blaze.
I won’t always be easy to digest.
I might be “too much,” too wild, too everything.
But I’m here to be real, not palatable.
Love is messy and being a human is messy as well.
I don’t want only black and white, I want the whole spectrum.
If my fire stirs something in you, let it.
We don’t have to choose anymore.
We get to be both.
Sinner & Saint.
Priestess & Wild Woman.
Soft & Untamed.
All of it.
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