My womb- a poem
My womb
is a rosy temple
Cavernous
Warm
Shakti, the white tiger
Roams
The winding
Labyrinth.
She is no victim
She is the one
Who holds
Who binds.
She chooses
She engulfs
And she births
Like a cosmic ocean
Of possibility
From which souls
Emerge
Lost
Or whole.
How to make your full moon goal bowl
Get a sheet of paper and draw a circle in the middle.
Write at the top "From the Infinite Source With Harm to No One, Goal Bowl of (your name) (date)"
Divide the circle into eight segments and think of eight things you want to achieve.
Then you can decorate with images that represent your goals - have fun with it!
Every night before bed get out your goal bowl and visualise yourself achieving these things.
Review it at the next full moon and see if you want to change any or if you got what you wanted!
Happy manifesting ❤
Day 1
It brews in my body
I feel the weight of it
Like a tree heavy with fruit
Sometimes i think
Women hold the whole world
In their wombs.
I pray for it
The purge, the release
Like summer rain
The land was longing for.
The world is dark
And I am small
But in my frame
I hold a bowl
Containing the magic
Of the universe.
The alchemy of creation
And the end of it all.
- Jenny Wren
