#wombmagic

[rhamzieshoney]

Hitting these 2 a days like a pro, let's keep going yeah?

[easssysunshine]

Pamper yourself with this luxurious, detoxifying salt bath. A blend of Dead Sea Salt, Himalayan Pink Salt and Epsom Salt

🌀 improves circulation

🌀 relieves muscles aches and pains

🌀 improve sleep

🌀 eliminate toxins

🌀 softens skin

Adorn your bath tub with these beautiful, fragrant herbs or keep in a muslin bag for easy cleanup (muslin bags included with purchase) 🥰

IG: @goddessglowholistics

[indigomoonvintage]

A few months ago when Stone was just a little nugget! 💜 The womb is such a powerful center of energy. A portal that connects us to other worlds #energyprojectlv . . . . . #indigomoonvintage #vintagekaftan #120mm #wombwisdom #alternatedimension #vintagecaftan #bohomama #indigomoonmagick #analoggirl #wombmagic #betweendimensions #bohoblogger #mamablog #astraltravel #dimensionaltravel #mamablogger #rainbowjourney #rainbowbaby #intuitive #magickmama #indigomoon #indigomoonmama #theindigomoon #magick #stonetownes #naturalmagick #thirdeye #doubleexposure #babystone https://www.instagram.com/p/BrD1qXhHKZv/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=9hyptvgjqc6c

[2mysticmoons]

Beautiful affirmations from @katieburkeessentials 💖♀️🌌

[lunarfossil]

May we as sisters weave a web of Love. May we honor the cycles of our bodies, the waves of our emotions, and the churning tides in humanity. May we gestate and birth healthy creations and ways of being, including loving self-talk and compassion for all beings. May we shed the walls of judgment, comparison, and jealousy we have for other women. May our offerings of service be pure of heart and soul, grounding us deeper into our wholesome embodiment and wombanhood. May we welcome all pieces of ourselves in with the loving tenderness of a graceful mother. May our womb-souls connect deeply to the womb of Gaia and of the Divine Mother. May we always remember our divinity, and see the divinity of others. May we see through the eyes of Love, and act through the heart and will of Love. May we be kind with ourselves on our path of learning. May we echo our heartfelt prayers for all of humanity, and all life. May we come together in authenticity and humility as we own our wrongdoings and create solutions. May we celebrate, uplift, and support one another on the deepest levels through our oftentimes winding journey home to our true selves. May we treat each other as sacred mirrors as we deepen in soulful connection and healing, making a difference in this world in doing so. It is time. _ Tag your dearest sisters in the comments below... I want to follow them all! 😍 What is your prayer? Let us continue this conversation. Blessed Be. 🌹🙏🏻 _ #sisterhood #evolution #walkyourtalk #healing #honorthefeminine #sacredsisterhood #womb #yoni #wombmagic #connection #authenticity #prayer #empoweredwomenempowerwomen #LGBTQinclusive #itsforallofhumanity #andmotherearth #togetherness #moontime #sacredwoman #cometogether #wombtotomb #wombtowomb ❤️❤️❤️ Thank you for this art @broocketthebrave

[lunarfossil]

"I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman." ~Anais Nin _ This incredible temple in Cambodia was covered with women touching their wombs and oftentimes also their heart. In doing so, 1000 years after they were carved, they touch me as well. _ #heartwomb #siemreap #taprohm #apsara #ancient #temple #cambodia #angkor #wombmagic #anaisnin #womanhood #quote (at Ta Prohm)

[lunarfossil]

Today, I sat in the river with sisters as we watched a Blue Heron do the oddest, most hilarious, and open-hearted dance moves I've ever seen. He was obviously performing just for us. We sang to him & thanked him for his medicine. Then, we sang faerie & womb songs to the river... And many hugs followed as we arrived to sacred Barton Springs to convene with the community here and jump into the refreshing, cold, healing waters. Ahhhhh, life is good. I'm soaking up Austin while I can -- I leave in about a month to travel in Europe! ❤️ #summersolstice #soulstice #soulsisters #soulfamily #nature #heron #fae #wombmagic #wombhealing #prayersforthewaters #weareallinthistogether #holdingspace #bethelight #livingthedream #singtonature #thatshot #bartonsprings #atx #dreamsharing #sacredwaters #motherearth #awaken #remember #lightcodes

[magdalene-spirit]

𝑶𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔

In our contact with an 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, whatever the nature of such an “other” may be, there, on the boundaries of ourselves, in that misty, diffuse, in-between space, that surrounds us & in which we ourselves are immersed, a give-&-receive exchange occurs, between ourselves & “it/that”.

Ex𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 in turn 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴 us irreversibly.

Bathing in the ᴍɪsᴛʏ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅs; the in-between space, we are renewed, from within.

Periodically we are pulled into the 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵, the 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵ery in-between space, the borderless ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅs.

Here we are immersed, into “nothingness”, we fall into ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀʏ space.

We slip through the ᴏᴘᴇɴɪɴɢs (that opened up in the exchange & contact ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ us & the “other”), into “timeless space”, we disappear.

Some call it “dying”.

From where we rise back into the world, wholly new & renewed, born again into this NOW.

But we have been changed, by our dip, we are not the past version of us, we are what IS now. We carry nothing, we are free, we are self-created, reconstructed.

Each night we dip/slip into the mist & we wake, from our dreamings, ɴᴇᴡ, with the rising of the daytime sun.

With each “rite of passage”, we visit 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔, from which we return, a renewed version of ourselves. The old life & the old “me” is gone.

We have forgotten how to ᴜɴʟᴏᴄᴋ the openings, to walk the passages through space that lead to our renewal.

ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴇʏs, ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴏss (ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙʏss) ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ. You must become a seeker to find them.

We become stuck on the old timelines of ourselves, repeating things over & over.

So we age & carry the weight of an outworn past, and our outdated cast.

We are no longer who we truly are, something is missing, the ᴋᴇʏs that unlock the passage through the ᴍɪsᴛ.

Openness, between ourselves & the “other”, whatever the nature of the “other” may be, through contact between ourselves & the “other”, is how we ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇ/how we ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇɪᴠᴇ— the new, a new birth, a new “me”.

The birth of ideas, insights, conceptions, or our own rebirth.

The butterfly reconstructed from the collapse into ᴍɪsᴛ and ᴍᴜsʜ of the caterpillar.

🦋