New Normal

So here we are stepping into a new season. Somewhere I imagined this day. I even anticipated it. The day your moon would come to claim you as its own. I remember when you looked at me with such uncertainty, hoping that my love never diminished. Praying that this was the moment we empathized with each other because we could now understand the journey we both were taking. Isn’t it miraculous how the Universe climbs into our lap without warning only to swallow our fears and replace them with massive portions of purpose that will only fit in the Creators hands?

I have prepared for this day. Sat at the feet of our ancestors, asking them to bring everything you will need for the next leg of this journey. I called every midwife that has carried the blood of so many of us on their aprons fully understanding that intuition comes with a price + the sooner we embrace this blessing we are able to awaken ourselves.

I was never given this space Canada because my mother didn’t have the capacity to offer me inner council as a rites of passage. She offered me burden instead of a motherline. She offered me fear instead of rest. She offered me shame instead of apprenticeship with a mother who knew how to harness the wind. So many of our mothers carried so much shame in their wombs that there was no room for reclaiming anything but the next breath.

Nevertheless, here we are and I am elated at the spiritual journey that you are about to undertake. Pack light my dear sister because in the spiritual realm there is no hierarchy; only family. So as we prepare for your rites of passage by creating your own sacred space to bleed every month, create + rest. I smile knowing that God is watching this moment and saying, I knew everything would work out.”