WE ARE ALL PREGNANT
WITH OURSELVES.
In this period we are embryonic. Cocooning our souls in warming spheres. “Let me know you,” the secret whispers. We have a feeling of breaking apart. But we are falling into completion.
9 months from now.
The greening of society, the promising new world, our rebirth into light is to come. Like expectant parents, we now modify our lives and the world. We should now select our worn-out dreams and offer them to the seas of forgiveness. We should hold steady the images of dreams still unfulfilled for a coming green wash of visual correction. And the dreams still to come are spots of light that have an umbilical cord. Encapsulated, loved.
Myself
Three days ago I broke apart. My sciatic nerve flushed the pain into my head and my bones. Three sleepless nights and deeper questions.
I know we are all phoenixes. We are made of fire and we burn into ashes and rise into our sacred inner landscapes. My nesting instinct must trust itself even more. When I try to sleep my body whispers: “I will not hurt you anymore. I am giving birth to a new femininity.”
A 9-month pregnancy of our world and us.
We will correct our society. We will transform and rise. Layer by layer.
Like caterpillars
We cocoon
We must dissolve and nearly destroy ourselves.
We will raise our light for this world to come.
Shining iridescent
Sensorial embodies’ imagination.
It’s marked. From now.
This week
“Non-healed wants finally can be allowed to heal.
It may now heal without breaking first.
If we do resist healing now, it must break to heal afterwards.” Agni
Let us be gentle with each other. Our wings are still soft and vulnerable.
Embryonic.
Feel deep enough
“We have the courage to face the reality of time
and allow us to feel deeply enough
that it transforms our future.” Chris Jordan