Death Mother lives in shame and secrecy, and the best way to deal with her is to bring her out into the light so we can cultivate self-compassion.
The power of the Divine Feminine is emerging, giving us all a chance to sit with ourselves, meet our shadows, and dare to open to our truth.
I must face my shadow side if I am to evolve into what the Bodhisattva poet-warrior of loving kindness 7th-century Buddhist monk Shantideva describes below.
Blood Moon is holding space for us to lay out what’s hard and look at it, and yes it stings. And yes it hurts. But why do we always try to numb pain?
The Sacred Masculine, when realized, is on to His shadow nature, and chooses to operate from a space of humility, nobility, and compassion.
Survivors witness and feel beneath the story... Fragmented, often locked away in an unconscious vault; we banish pain in order to survive it.