I love the womb room in the winter
I love the womb room in the winter. I love the frosty mornings and getting the wood for the day from the log store, I love the bread dough rising in front of the fire. I love the contrast of going from the warm hearth to the cold bathroom, then re-entering the magical space that has been created from the morning's healings. Warm to cold to warm, a way of refreshing a stuck nervous system, something that works so well in these winter days. I love eating fragrant dal and buttery toasted sourdough with clients and having a giggle as the endorphins rise from loving touch and sacred space.
I have some spaces left for November and December before Christmas break, pop me a message if you'd like to join me exploring the womb mysteries in the South Wales countryside, feeling nourished inside and out, keeping the light burning within as we tuck ourselves into this dark hearth-womb for these chilly weeks ahead.
Your womb is a mystery school
Your womb is a mystery school. Your own inner universe that holds all the answers to all your questions. Your own sacred place of initiation that will take you through the cycles of death and rebirth. A place for things to die, for things to be composted, to grow anew. The womb holds the secrets of creation.
As we move deeper into womb consciousness, we become less reliant on guidance from others, less interested in consuming information, because the womb already knows. She speaks only the truth, if we are brave enough to listen.
The bottomless well that we can return to for sustenance again and again.
The only mystery school you will ever need.
It is my delight to guide women back to the womb - through my virtual one to ones, women's healing retreat days, shamanic womb healing and ceremony, as well as my workshops and online courses.
Every woman is a living altar.
Every woman is her own oracle.
Every woman deserves to be witnessed and cherished in loving space.
Eleven years
Eleven years of my sweet boy. I felt your spirit baby as a child and again when I was just fifteen and you took seven more years after that to come, in your perfect time. Your birth changed everything and rewilded me into the animal power of my own body and my spiritual path.
Impossibly clever, witty, handsome, with an indomitable spirit. My favourite thing to do is to spend time just us two, in each other's company it feels effortless, with your Taurus rising to my Taurus sun. Endless snacks, comfort movies and books. The same sense of humour. For so long it was just me and you and I cherish those moments when it's only us again.
I'm so so proud to be your mama.
