I am currently sitting here in tears and in astonishment and in gratitude for thesacred feminine that is RUSHING it’s way to me lately.
I can’t believe the connections that are currently happening in the work I’m doing for my SELF, and these things are trickling down in an incredible way that I can’t out into words.
My dear friend handed me a book yesterday called A Woman’s Worth, written by Marianne Williamson. I just sat here crying while I read the first handful of pages because we have been so disconnected from our inner power as women.
Here is a piece from the book (I will CAPS the parts that really stuck out for me):
“This is a book about a woman’s inner life. Here, we are our real selves, while in the outer world we are impostors. We’re not sure why we’re posing, except we have no clue how not to. We have forgotten the part we came here to play. WE HAVE LOST THE KEY TO OUR OWN HOUSE…
"But the dirt around us is moving, making room for tiny sprouts. LIKE EVERY WOMAN, I KNOW WHAT I KNOW. SOMETHING IS STARTING TO HAPPEN.New things lie in store for the Earth, and one of them is us. Womanhood is being recast, and we’re pregnant, en masse, giving birth to our own redemption.
"Watch. Wait. Time will unfold and fulfill its purpose. WHILE WE WAIT, WE MUST NOT GO UNCONSCIOUS. WE MUST THINK AND GROW. REJOICE AND DREAM, KNEEL AND PRAY. There is holiness in the air today; modern priestesses are appearing all over. They are who we are, for they are us: friends, therapists, artists, businesswomen, teachers, healers, mothers. START LAUGHING GIRLS, WE HAVE A NEW CALLING."
The sacred feminine is alive, I feel it roaring out at me and changing me as I discover more and more about it. Can you feel it?