What now, Mother?

answers from the deep feminine

I feel free. I feel ripe. I feel mostly healed. I am at peace.

What now, Mother? What now?

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Ah sweet ripened girl,

Blessed be, rain child! You, indeed, have arrived. And you must give it away to keep it.

Now, you choose, more and more— to get to know this life of peace.

Court Her.

Adorn Her.

Worship Her.

Commune and ritualize and hold steadfast as the keeper of this peace.

You made it, thus, it cannot be taken from you.

You know your worth as embodiment, as a lived truth.

You, love child, have earned this rapture.

Claim it, Priestess, claim your healing.