Category Archives: Inspirations

The Path to Ourselves, to our Inner Beloved


You’re forever forging the path in and in,

 searching for your inner Beloved.

 Her embrace has been so sweet, and yet so fleeting.

 So scintillating, and yet so safe, so sacred.

 Now you won’t stop. You won’t EVER stop–

 Until you can surrender in Her arms just. Once. More.

 Some days the path before you is clear and wide. It’s easy to see: this way! Not that!

Most days, though, you stumble. This path is not easy. It’s never been tread before. It’s yours, and no one else’s.

You doubt each decision along the many forks in the trail. “I must be lost,” you say every time. You battle with the rain, the fog, the bramble that cuts your face as you fight for a clearing.

Some nights you laugh with gratitude under the stars. Others you collapse in exhaustion. Many nights you cry, feeling unsure, alone, and forgotten.

 And still, some wise place inside you shouts: “Don’t give up! Don’t fall asleep!

Don’t settle!”

So you journey on, trying to find your way Home. Unwilling to stop until you walk for and as your True Self.

By Sarah Avent Stover


A wild woman is not a girlfriend…

A wild woman is not a girlfriend… 

“Can you trust me, even though you cannot tame me? Can you love me, even though I am all that you fear and admire? Are you afraid to step into me?

If you want to be safe, go back to your tiny room — the night sky is not for you.If you want to be torn apart, come in. Be broken open and devoured. Be set ablaze in my fire.

I will not leave you as you have come: well dressed, in finely-threaded sweaters that keep out the cold. I will leave you naked and biting.

There is nothing in you that can scare me. Nothing in you I will not use to make you great.

I will plant pear trees in the wake of your disaster. I will see to it that you shall rise again.”

Only Pure Love

Oh Mother,

Take your goodness and take your evil,

And give me only Pure Love.

Take your intelligence and take your stupidity,

And give me only Pure Love.

Take your success and take your failure,

And give me only Pure Love.

Take your gifts and take your losses,

And give me only Pure Love.

– Ramakrishna Paramhansa –

May we see everything that is happening in our lives as an expression of love,

May we welcome any experience as an opportunity to grow,

May all feelings of duality be replaced by love,

May the Divine Mother bless you all.

As women we should midwife each other – inspired by the reading of Red Tent –

Nowadays we all witness women around us that are going through rough patches. As individuals, we are all facing major challenges in our life. It sometime feels like one after another, and you are just praying for a minute to catch your breath. You sometime don’t have time to enjoy the relieve that comes from having overcome a major obstacle in your life. A weight you have been dragging for years is finally lifted off of your shoulders, and taaadaaaa you find a new challenge right there on your path smiling at you: so ready to deal with me now ??

I just finished reading The Red Tent by Anita Diamant. It’s been said that The Red Tent is what the Bible might have been written by God’s daughters, instead of her sons. I don’t know much about the Bible, but I’ll tell how this book has inspired me.

It is a story about sorority. Dinah,  daughter of Jacob, is telling the long-lost story of women, because “the chain connecting mother to daughter  was broken and the word passed to the keeping of men, who had no way of knowing”.

In the red tent where women gathered every dark moon were shared the secret of blood, the healing blood of the moon’s birth.

“In the red tent, where days pass like a gentle stream, as the gift of the blood courses through us, cleansing the body of last month’s death, preparing the body to receive the new month’s life, women give thanks – for repose and restoration, for the knowledge that life comes from between our legs, and that life costs blood.”

I am so grateful for the inspiration. This book really touched my heart…Tears rolled down my cheeks several times while reading it, as I was really feeling connected to the hardship and suffering of those women, like it all happened through me as well. So much so that it made me wonder:  Are we all women connected ? How can I sometime feel other women suffering in my very bones, be it women from the present or past generation. When a woman open her heart and pour her feelings into the world, I feel like I myself went through it all hand in hand with her.

Reading this book made me also wonder : is life really easier for women at present ? Oh I know that past generation of women have accomplished so much in term of women emancipation to promote their rights and gender equality. As any women I honor their courage and am grateful for the life they offered us. There is still a lot to be accomplished on that front, especially in some countries. But all in all, we can safely say that life conditions for women have improved much over the past decades, especially in the western world.

So I wonder… Why do I often feel longing to go back to ancient times, like at Dinah time in this very book, when women were not always allowed to choose who they wed, spend most of their life working the fields, cooking, and serving the men of the family, not even being allowed to share diner with men ?

I believe that is because being liberated from the ancient ways, we women started living according to the masculine model of individualism.

Indeed, we women stopped living in communities, helping and supporting each others, gathering in the red tent once a month to take care of each other.

I believe that as women we were meant to midwife each other, to ease our pains, share our burdens and wisdom and guide each other toward acceptation and joy. We  were meant to gather inside the folds of the red tent to brush each others’ hair, massage each others’ feet, to wait, listen, rest, cry, bleed and belly laugh with one another.

Oh sure, today our burdens might not be as heavy as it were before. But today we carry those burdens mostly alone. Living the masculine way has isolated us from our Sisters.

So I encourage you Sisters to remember the old ways, to reach out to each other. Let go of the belief that asking for help makes you weak (that’s a tough one for me!)

You are not meant to travel this road alone !! So be there for one other. Hold hands. Create safe spaces where you can meet with women of your community. Gather inside the folds of the red tent…


For more on red tents :

ALisa Starkweather – Red Tent Temple Movement
Isadora Leindenfrost film – “Things we don’t talk about”
DeAnna L’am – Red Tent in every neighborhood

13th Worldwide Womb Blessing – join us on August 10th!

Join in to recieve the blessings of sacred feminine energies ♡♡♡

The Womb Blessing Attunement

Welcome, women of the Worldwide Womb Blessing!

Image courtesy of Christina Smith

Awakening and healing our femininity and energies.

Continue to awaken your femininity and release more of the beautiful, empowering aspects of your female energies in the 13th free Worldwide Womb Blessing on 10th August 2014.


Welcome sister!

The next Worldwide Womb Blessing will be held at four times during the day of August 10th. The soft glittering energy of the Full Moon and the golden energy of Mother Earth will be with us as we connect through the Womb Blessing energy in a planet-wide circle of women.

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A Woman of strength

A strong woman works each and everyday
to keep her and her family going
But a woman of strength looks deep inside
and to Great Spirit to keep her soul growing
A strong woman isn’t afraid
of anything or anyone
But a woman of strength shows courage
in the midst of her fear and the unknown
A strong woman won’t let anything or

anyone get the best of her
But a woman of strength gives the best
of her to everything and everyone

A strong woman makes mistakes
and avoids the same in the future
But a woman of strength realizes life’s mistakes
are life’s blessings and soars because of them

A strong woman walks
sure footed and independently
But a woman of strength knows
when it is best to ask for help

A strong woman wears the look
of confidence on her face
But a woman of strength
wears grace

A strong woman has faith that
she is strong enough for the journey
But a woman of strength has faith that
it is in the journey that she will become strong

Rhonda Redbird