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I wrote this musing to heal, to honor, to witness the sacred feminine in you.
You may use it as a guided meditation or simply play it as and when you need the healing, care, and guidance of the Devi consciousness.
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The feminine - a muse, a mystery, a divine force, a divine mess, a paradox, a goddess. Who is she indeed?
The question continues to travel through ages, navigating through the culture, time and tradition.
People, across various philosophies and cultures, have yearned to understand, to learn, to resonate with her essence, yet she often remains a mystery, often covered by misconception and misrepresentation.
The feminine, for many centuries, and even in these modern, progressive times, finds herself suppressed, bounded by the shackles of social norms and expectations. often trapped in the collective noise that chants only one mantra: "Do this. Don't do that. Don't expose yourself too much. Behave!”
Over and over again, the feminine has been conditioned to play a suppressed role, to silence her own desires and dreams to meet the needs and desires of others.
But what if this perspective was all a grand misunderstanding? a haunting tragedy that continues to multiply like a virus?
What if I proposed that the feminine, in her truest essence, is wild and unapologetically free?
She exists beyond structures, rules, and norms.
She is as uncontainable as the wind, as vast as the night sky. Just like the Goddess Kali in Tantra.
In the temple of ancient goddesses, she spreads her wings wide, shaking off the oppressive weight of social and cultural expectations.
Like a wildflower, she radiates her fragrance, claiming her space,.
The feminine, in her true essence, is courage in its finest form.
She is sensuality personified, a testament to the divine aesthetic of existence.
She is a free spirit, untamed and unchained, dancing in harmonious rhythm with the cosmic currents.
In her being resides the divine spark that fuels creation, poetry, and warmth.
She is the muse that guides the heart and hand of the artist, the essence that breathes life into art.
The feminine is intuitive, that transcends the mundane, pouring right frequency at the right moment.
She is creative courage embodied, an artist whose canvas is the world itself, and whose books are filled with stories and experiences of lifetime. and beyond. More than a mere storyteller, she is a dream weaver, spinning ancient tales from the very fabric of her soul.
These tales possess the strength to melt the mountains, to heal the heart, to ignite the fires of imagination and arouse an entire universe.
Breathe, let go.
Don’t overthink this.
Open the gateways to the divine feminine within you, embrace the wholeness of your conscious self-expression.
Let your life be a canvas for your art, painting with the shades of wonder and playfulness, or with the rich tones of fiery passion that consume you.
Let the whispers of intuition be your sacred compass, guiding you to the boundless beauty that resides within you and in the world outside.
Awaken the dormant magic within you, waiting for your touch to bloom the full moon. The time has come for you to step into the spotlight, to reveal the gorgeous radiance of your divine femininity.
Shed the cloak of invisibility, and allow the world to witness the magnificent masterpiece that is you, painted with the strokes of your unique experiences and expressions.
Embrace the feminine, the goddess within, the very embodiment of life and love. I see you I witness the nurturing mother, the passionate lover, the insightful sage, the resilient warrior, the boundless creator.
Your roles are manifold, her essence as vast as the cosmos. Embrace your sexuality. Claim your orgasms. Step into the abundance you know you deserve. Let the collective consciousness rewrite your story.
I dedicate this to you. I dedicate this to the goddess kali who continues to hold me, heal me, and breathe through me. I dedicate this to the lionesses and wolves and women who raised me. I dedicate this to you.