Sunday Ballet Entry #1: “Sparkle!”

Roots grow and crawl from your toes, legs burr and burn like industrial machines, the back is resisting unknown forces, there are vines of energy connecting your little finger to your back to your ankles and back around again, your shoulders melt and tiny water droplets fall off your wrists and fingers like collected dew drops and your head is sparkling fairy dust. You are in the constant grace and presence of flow and bewilderment.

The F Word

The world is now in serious deprivation of the tenderness of the divine feminine. The divine feminine, on the other end of the scale, is about openness, harmony, devotion, surrender, receptivity, abundance, cycles, repetition, nurturance.

Menstruation Celebration

So THIS is what it means to be a woman.