Divine Feminine

Are we honouring the Dark Goddess? Or bypassing...

"I just feel really agitated lately, since the Plant Medicine, Anytime someone is all in the "love everything" vibe, I just feel agitated."

"Me too," I echoed, chiming in, in solidarity, "Lately when people are like "Love, all is love, I love everyone and everything!", I'm like "I hate you", and then I think "Omg Beth!" - because that's so not me. I know it's just a process."

I felt a shift in the room.

Is hate a strong word? Yes. Was I in a healing workshop? Yes. But that's how I felt - how I'd been feeling. I didn't censor myself.

I was at a breathwork workshop, and we were at the end of the circle, sharing about our experiences and what we've been going through lately.

At the start of the journey, we were told - all emotions are welcome here, nothing is ugly, nothing is bad.

And yet, I could feel, from one person especially, sitting across from me, what I stated, was indeed 'wrong' or at least, very distasteful in some way. Some comments were then shared about what irritation is all about, or how to process it. The energy was - "Let's help you 'fix' this".

And this, my friends, is where we're at --- we talk about letting all emotions be OK, making space for them. Learning to love anger as we love light...

But we don't live it.

We don't embody it.

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Even me, as I left the workshop, I felt ashamed for sharing the potent energy inside of me. "I shouldn't have shared that, the space wasn't being held for me."

But even there, I caught myself, I was ashamed of my own powerful feelings. Thinking they must not be OK, if they triggered other people, by simply sharing them.

I had to breathe through those feelings for hours.

But sitting here now, I feel differently.

I have sacred rage inside of me.

And grief underneath that.

During a recent Plant Ceremony, I had a past life recall that was so intense, I could do nothing but cry like an animal, when it surfaced. I didn't even know I could make sounds like that.

And now, in the wake - yes I'm angry. Yes I have grief.

And yes, that's all OK. My soul has been through a lot. (Can you relate?)

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It's time the healing community learns the difference between being in a genuine space of love, and simply spiritual bypassing, floating in the higher chakras.

If you state you are in a deep vibration of love, but cower back and judge another who is not feeling the same way - you are not in a true space of love, you're in an unintegrated state.

If you state you are in a deep vibration of love, and feel your heart grow wider, your compassion growing deeper, as someone shares the nitty gritty of their darker depths - you ARE in a space of love.

Is it a touch arrogant for me to be defining when someone is genuinely in a space of love, and when they aren't?

Maybe.

But what feels real is this - As spiritual brothers and sisters, it's time to honour the Dark Goddess.

Not from our minds.
Not as a concept.

But from an embodied knowingness.

She is the crazy bitch who takes you in the night and throws you deep in the pit of your own fears, to wake you the fuck up.

She is the one who stands at the gateways between birth and death - yonis splitting open in blood and screams. Last breaths being taken as souls return to the Mystery.

She is the one with unending compassion and love, who guides you to see your own bullshit so you can be who you truly are.

And 99% of the time - she ain't pretty.

I pray we grow, together, to appreciate Her and hold space for Her.

To not cower in fear or judgement when She speaks, when She roars.

For I truly believe, it is in honouring Her, that we will restore this Earth to balance.

So my dear, 
I leave you with this,
I honour your darkness, 
I honour the shadow that inhabits it, 
And I honour the sacredness of the void that lives inside of you.

You are not too much, 
What is inside of you, is not too much,
For me.

Menstrual Blood Ceremony...

Like most women, I used to lament getting my period. I'd use tampons and take painkillers to basically simulate the illusion that I wasn't bleeding. I didn't focus on taking time for myself to listen or to tune in, while bleeding. Because like most of us - I'd never been taught.

From the very beginning of getting my moon (what I call my period now) - I felt shame, and kept it as hidden as possible.

Fast forward to today - my continued awakening over the last 8 years reminded me of an ancient secret - one my body already knew. My bleeding phase is sacred, my blood is sacred.

Honestly where I stand today I don't know why most people are so 'grossed out' by menstrual blood - my moon in Scorpio, vampy self actually finds blood to be sexy, mysterious, dark, and primordial. The deep red hue connects us to something inside of us that's incredibly deep and wild.

Ancient cultures would use menstrual blood in sacred rites - aware of its power.

Women were not allowed in Native American sweats who were bleeding - not because they were 'dirty' - but because they believed the prayers from a woman who was bleeding would be much louder than everyone else's - she was that much closer to the mystery.

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Today I honour my blood and I give it back to the earth in ceremony. This is a picture from my most recent moon time ceremony, here in Peru.

I talk about this more in a free journey I am offering this month. In this journey, I share a video of how I do ritual with my blood. Sign up below! 🌹🕷❤️🌙

Time for greater authenticity in friendships...

Time for greater authenticity in friendships. 
Especially with females. 
I understand we have sisterhood wounding. 
And sometimes it's hard to get past. 
But I no longer have space for fake friends.

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Yes, I can feel you when you judge me. 
Or flip flop between wanting to tear me down + cheer for me. 
I can feel when your intentions for me are not the best. 
And I notice when you say you'll be there for me, 
But when it comes down to it, 
You aren't.

I don't care if you talk about spirituality, 
Or if your work is supporting women. 
I can read through the lines, 
Feel through your words.

I'm done pretending I cant, 
And I'm done making excuses for you.

I can have compassion, because I know it can be hard to let down our walls sometimes. 
But I will have to let you tear those walls down from afar. 
And ask you to call me when you've processed.

Because I'm coming into a space where I am clear about what I'm worth,
And how I deserve to be treated.

There is a difference between seeing someone as my mirror, 
Honouring my own shit,
And receiving triggers as medicine,

And ...

Letting someone in my field, 
Who is not actually supporting me, 
But pretending they are.

Thank you to my friends who unconditionally love and support me,  
And are honest with me about where you're at. 
Thank fully, there are quite a few of you, 
And I'm grateful.

I am learning, growing, changing, 
Once happy to let anyone in my field, 
Now, letting nature and my intuition tell me who is good for me, 
And who to let go of.

All this, said in loving boundaries, 
From someone who used to have 0.


Entering the pit of my own longing...

For years I have been aware of a longing so strong, that it surpasses words or explanation. A man triggered this in me, and for so long, I was certain that it was this particular man I longed for.

Thankfully he did not give me what I thought I wanted, and recently after a year of largely ignoring the situation, I have come to look at it head on and ask what is truly needed here.

And as such, I have been asked to deep dive into the pit of my own longing.

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My longing is for my inner beloved, it is for the throws of ecstatic bliss and alchemical magic that comes from inner union, when the Masculine and Feminine truly align, harmonize, and surrender into one another to become a sacred third... Union.

My ego mind resisted this truth for a long time. It is so much easier to long for someone outside of ourselves, and numb the pain of not getting it... Than to quest within and to honour that what we crave occurs on the inner planes.

The ego hates the answer that what we are looking for is within. it likes tangible. It likes a chase. And it likes drama.

I've had recurring dreams where I pursue a beloved for years now, and he is never available, always outside of my reach.

What I now see clearly is these dreams have been showing me that I have been carrying a story of being unworthy, of not being enough, of not meeting the mark in some way.

These stories have manifested in my external life in repeated rejection from the men that I truly love + see.

This rejection has forced me to own my own stories, and let them go.

What appears to be poison on the outside, is medicine on the inside, if we're willing to take the plunge.

I choose to step into the deep darkness of my own consciousness and claim my worthiness so I can meet and unify with my Inner Beloved.

He lives within me. This is the practice of the Ancient Mystery Schools of Ancient Egypt. To unify the polarities within us, and embody ecstatic sacred inner union.

Those who have activated this inner union radiate a power and presence that is hard to ignore.

And it is this sacred inner union that magnetizes a beloved in the physical realms that can meet our truest, deepest, darkest, lightest, and fullest wishes.

To the path...

I walk not for the outcome on the material plane...

But for the glory of that which resides on the inner...

To truth. 


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Sister to Sister

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I don’t want to be another girl you compare yourself to

Or woman

Whichever term you prefer

 

Better than

Or less than

2 sides of the same pendulum

 

I want to be beyond that with you

I want you to know I live with shame in my veins

Crusty residue of a society ready to fall

 

I want you to know I long for the same things you do

For everlasting love + deep peace within

 

Sometimes I feel like I fall short in so many ways

But still I try, and live each day, aiming to be more me

More true

Just like you

 

I have days where I feel sexy as fuck

And groggy as fuck

 

I question my decisions

Over-analyze things I cannot change

Explode with joy

And crumble with pain

 

Whenever I post

I want you to feel my humanity

My genuine desire for connection

That underlies everything I do

 

I’m not perfect

I will piss you off

Make you question things

Delight you with my vulnerability

And maybe even shock you

With my defensiveness

 

I am made of blood and bones

Of stardust and thrones

And dear sister

I want you to know

 

That I know

You are made

Of those things

Too

 

I don’t want to be another girl you compare yourself to

Or woman

Whichever term you prefer

 

Better than

Or less than

2 sides of the same pendulum

 

I want to be beyond that with you


 

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Feeling like a Priestess in this Modern World...

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This fast paced world, that honours hustle, and does not honour a slow pace, can be an interesting place. What do we do if we desire to feel spiritually connected, immersed in beauty, and deeply connected to our Goddess energy? That is... what can we do if we desire to feel like a Priestess?

Today, I wanted to share some practices with you, that you can do to help yourself come back to feeling like the Priestess you are. 



1}  CONNECT WITH A GODDESS + DEVELOP A RELATIONSHIP WITH HER

It's likely that after hearing of so many Goddesses and archetypal energies, like Kali, Lakshmi, Aphrodite, Magdalene, Isis, Quan Yin, etc - you'll have found one that resonates with you, even though you might not be sure why. I suggest creating a connection with this Goddess through prayer, research, and meditation. Pray to this Goddess and ask her for guidance, and support. Ask her for her lessons and messages. Take time out in your day to get really grounded so you can speak with her, or meditate with her. In addition, do some research on her, even if that's simply looking at images that portray her. Through a focused decision to connect with one or more Goddesses, you'll come to know the Goddess within more directly. 

Please keep in mind that as we connect with Goddesses, we are not worshipping them. They live inside of us. We are all one. 

2} ADORN YOURSELF

Love your body up, and in turn, honour your spirit. Choose fabrics that delight you, to wear in the morning. Adorn yourself with jewelry that feels delicious to you. Anoint yourself with essential oils, or natural perfumes. Rub your beautiful body down with an oil or natural lotion that feels heavenly. Wear red lipstick if you feel called. Whatever feels juicy for you. Our bodies are temples. When we honour them, we can feel closer to that which created them. When we feel beautiful, we resonate with the energy of beauty. Beauty is divine. 

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3) SIT IN CEREMONY WITH YOUR SISTERS

Go to a women's circle, or join ceremonies online if you feel called {you can find more information about joining myself and other sisters in ceremony below} --- This is ancient. Connecting with other women in ritual, honouring the divine, and eachother, together. Gathering around the lunar cycles, or in connection to a certain theme or archetypal energy. This is probably the biggest tip I have, as sitting in ceremony with sisters has brought me back to days that we truly honoured one another + served the Goddess together. It's a powerful experience of remembrance. 

If you're wondering how you can sit in ceremony with sisters, I have a wonderful offering for you. You can join a free 5 day journey with myself and a host of other sisters, called Walking as Priestess - in which we'll sit in ceremony 3 times, with Mary Magdalene, Isis, and Kali. You can sign up for that below, and you'll receive the first ceremony immediately after signing up!