“According to Shakta Tantric philosophy, Shakti is the the feminine aspect of cosmic energy and considered by many to be Lalita. She is the primeval creative energy through whose womb the universe is delivered. The goddess endowed her power of Shakti into the womb of every female, willing her with her most potent Inner Medicine to nurture, nourish and heal. A woman’s Shakti has the power to give life, create art, nourish, nurture, and keep life in a state of equanimity. This phenomena force is the axial power of a woman. Once known, it teaches you how to care for your body, nourish your sexuality, respect your emotions and intuition, and honor your spirit.”
~ Maya Tawari, “Women’s Power to Heal through Inner Medicine”
On Mother’s Day…
I wish for the inherent beauty and power of mothers and the mother energy to be fully valued and honored.
I dream of a day when women will have full knowledge and rights of their reproductive health and processes.
I dream of a day where women’s bath houses crop up as communal spaces for women to drop-in at any time for nourishment, companionship, rest, and cleansing.
I dream of a culture that creates space for women’s cycles that are so connected to the natural, spiral cycles of this planet.
I dream of women choosing to deepen their connection with their own bodies.
I dream of women taking young women through rites of passage that teaches them to honor their bodies, their intuition, and inner wisdom.
I dream of women embracing all of her unique stages of life.
I dream of women seeing lines and gray hairs as beautiful details of a life fully lived.
I dream of healthy women prepared for healthy births with nutrient-dense foods packed with Vit A, D, and K2.
I dream of healthy babies being born, breast-fed, and nurtured by women that don’t have to rush back to work to survive financially.
I dream of nourishment and rest being valued as much as action and planning.
I dream of women passing down herbal recipes, secrets of self-knowledge, and ways to strengthen & protect their hearts so that they can shine.
I dream of dreams being woven into braids at bedtime to soothe the soul.
I dream of men embracing the Mother Energy in their own hearts.
I dream of men learning to nourish themselves and others, because they can.
I dream of a world built for women ~
which means a world built for men ~
which means a world built for children ~
which means a world built for families ~
which means a world built for communities and tribes of people ~
which means a world built for balance.
Much appreciation to my mother for always connecting me with my roots and teaching me about my ancestors…telling me stories…going on ancestry adventure hunts to find ruined house foundations, broken shards of pottery, sifting through old photos, chatting with great aunts and winding through dirt roads looking for gravestones.
Somewhere in there were pieces of our own healing…
“May your body be blessed.
May you realize that your body is a faithful and beautiful friend of your soul.
May you recognize that your senses are sacred thresholds.
May you realize that Holiness is mindful gazing,
mindful feeling, mindful listening, and mindful touching.
May your senses always enable you to celebrate the universe and the mystery and possibilities in your presence here.
May Eros bless you.
May your senses gather you and bring you home.”
Old Celtic Blessing, excerpt from “Anam Cara” by John O’Donohue