Our first home was in the body of another. Mother Herself.
I love pondering that we are here on earth because women made space for us in their own bodies.
Becoming human in the alchemy of the womb, we abide in a magnificent abode, growing into our time to be born. Mothers make us all possible, with the awesome power of creation.
I love the title of a wonderful poem, ” A woman in perfect progress”. It reminds me of birthing women.
“Birth is the experience of a lifetime.
Giving birth and being born brings us
into the essence of creation where the
human spirit is courageous and bold and
the body, a miracle of wisdom.”
Mona Lisa holds our gaze. The mystery of her private smile compels us to wonder. We are drawn to an essence older by far than Leonardo da Vinci’s sixteenth century painting.
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