Alchemical crucible, fire keeper, spirit bird, soul skin, blood holder, kindled heart. Like the bird goddess of ancient times she holds an archaic power. No longer governed by external rythmns.
She holds her blood and grows fierce in her embodied understanding of love, in her advocacy for truth.
As the mutability of Maiden is shed, and the rigours of Mother subside, with the pausing of her moon she is initiated into a new treasurehood, her wisdom constellates in the internal universe of her womb song, her agency becomes steadfast and the fierce sword of her unswerving knowing of self is weilded in service to her tribe, her attendance to the ancestors, her protection of the Earth and all beings, to smite the false and to midwife the imminent expression of our collective becoming.
As the giveaway of her blood song ceases... her womb becomes a cauldron of stars, weaving the world from within.
Trail blazer for her tribe, forged in sun fire, she tends the flame within, gate keeper, full of life force, primal and contained.
No longer bound by transactional biology her authenticity expands as she returns to the pelt of her own true nature, the world her ocean, she moves in her element, home to herself, her soul skin, sovereign being. Navigating by starlight, she is become ocean tide.
~ Lucy Pierce, 2024