08/08/2025
My wings they are sprouting. They’ve been stolen, chopped, massacred, but yet here they are seeming to grow back in full force.
Conscious Nurturer is transforming. I have spent time listening. To my work. To my heart. Ancestors. Spirits. Earth.
Magdalena. The womb space. The archetypal feminine, mother, w***e, saint.
Where do I live in relationship to my business, as a mother, as a doula, as a fully erotic feminine embodied being?
We are saying goodbye to an era of information into an era of feeling. Of sensation. Of exploration. Boundaries. Intimacy. Identities. Fluidity.
It’s still birth, but a different kind of birth.
This is a space for creative expression and conversation. Something is brewing 💦✨
🎙️ꪑꪗડ𝕥ⅈᥴ ꪮᠻ ρꪮꪶꪖ𝕣ⅈ𝕥ꪗ
