07/10/2025                                                                            
                                    
                                                                            
                                            𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐛 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠
Over the past six years, I’ve felt my body and being shifting as I moved deeper into peri-menopause. Not just the symptoms of menopause, but a profound transitioning.
There came a time when I felt like I could no longer access my feminine power the way I once did. It was as if the natural rising of my Shakti had disappeared. A deep mourning began as my moon cycles changed — my libido softened, my desires evolved, and my outlook on life transformed.
For a while, I believed this was simply what menopause meant, that the sacred fire of a woman’s body slowly extinguishes.
But as I began to listen, to soften, and to accept the changes not as loss but as a divine conversation and guidence, I felt a new pulse emerging from within. A pulse not born from the Maiden’s curiosity or the Mother’s devotion, but from a deeper source, ancient and vast.
It began as a whisper, a remembrance spiraling through the layers of my womb, descending into the vast black void of creation, and rising again into my heart. This is the initiation of the Crone — the Wise Woman — whose power is rooted not in fertility, but in presence, knowing, and embodied truth.
The more I listen, the less I resist.
The more I surrender, the more She rises — fierce, free, and fully alive.
Menopause is not the end of feminine vitality; it is the alchemy of it.
It is the sacred descent into the dark womb — where Shakti transforms into wisdom, and the feminine essence deepens into her most authentic, untamed expression.
When we connect to our energetic womb, even when she no longer bleeds, we remember that our creative force never leaves us. It changes form, guiding us to birth not children, but truth, vision, and embodied wisdom.
This is the sacred pulse of the Crone: the power of being at home in your body, rooted in peace, clarity, and the infinite pulse of creation.
She rises through remembering.