Today on Letters by the Forum.
Our mother,
Of our divine feminine.
A place within ourselves that lives and breathes that most of us ignore.
Through our journey we walk the earth and we seem to forget this part of ourselves.
To touch the flowers,
To smell them.
We never really look deep enough into this place and visit the parts of ourselves that we love,
That we long for.
Those parts that are not really always so accepted in society.
So today I just want you to listen,
To sit and breathe with you,
Yourself,
Skin,
Bones and all of you.
Enjoy.
Dearest ancient mother,
I have closed all avenues to my heart in order to protect it and not allow vulnerability.
This has made me hard,
Protective,
Defensive and not fully seen or understood.
I desire to soften,
To ignite my sensual radiance,
My natural being,
My cyclical nature,
Oh my femininity.
Teach me mother,
All that I have forgotten.
My maternal miracles,
Treasures of my heart.
Teach me to gently reign over my inner magic and invoke this goddess that dwells within me.
For this is the place that all I need and all I will ever need lives.
I seek for you to show me my way back to softening.
Not only in my movements on this earth in all its beauty,
But in my gentle chambers that lurk in the shadows.
Show me that my very source of love,
The tending to my heart,
The uncompromised intuition and the belief of my essence is all swirling and growing within me.
I ask you mother to hold me close and show me how to heal the hard shells in order for them to melt away and give space for all the beauty beneath.
Take my hand and guide me back to myself.
Guide me back to my inner child and that inner magic once again so that my bones and my breath are in sync with the very vibration of my being.
I accept the joy and the enthusiasm of this flow in all of my truth.
I thank you mother now and always for the connection,
Protection,
The resurrection of the path that has brought me back to me with love.