I am an Earth child, a Star being, a cosmic human born from Creator and I chose to come at this moment as a woman.

I walk my first transitioning blindfolded as I had no Elder to welcome me with open arms as I became a maiden.

Many moons ago our ancestors celebrated this rite of passage, and then it became lost for some of us.

I felt disgust at the sight of my own blood during my monthly cycle, absolutely unaware of it’s power, of it’s magic.

During the next step in life, as a Mother -where I never felt the call to give birth- I mostly walked it beside my Wise wild woman, I explore the world outdoors and then the one inward.

I am now slowly walking towards the last rite of passage to become a Crone.

The last few days, what feels like weeks, have been challenging ones, especially at a 3 D level.

Like most of us, over the years I have peeled layers of ancestral wounds, shadows, ….

Recently, with some of you, I flew as a Blue Eagle above and in the mystical central column, cleared some more debris at each gates, down into Earth and then up we went and back. I might have felt victorious, like standing at the top of a mountain.

A mountain I had to walk down, i stumble on a small rock, carried on walking, to then stumble on a bigger one, hurt my back, kept on walking with now and again shooting pain in my lower back….

With more challenges on the horizon, I was feeling low, then came the vultures (death eaters), chasing some away, clearing the terrain for a while then more came, I used plants, crystals, and more tools for protection but they kept on coming….

I even thought of wearing a garlic necklace, after all I am French😜.

Today, Blue Rythmic storm, I sat in the warming sun, grabbed a book. “ Women who run with the wolves” from Clarissa P. Estes.

And I start reading one of the last story, La selva subterranea, the underground forest, the underworld of female knowing.

”The Devil symbolizes the dark force of the psyche…..an archetypal bandit who needs, wants, sucks up light.

In this tale, the Devil is present because the young girl’s sweet light has attracted him……Her light glows with heartbreaking beauty, but she is unaware of her value. Such a light, whether it be the glow of a woman’s creative life, her wild soul, her physical beauty, her intelligence, or her generosity, always attracts the predator…….”

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“If the maiden soul sense remains untested, nothing more can occur in our lives. But if we can gain underworld roots, we can become mature, nourishing to soul, Self and psyche”

As I was bathing in the last sun rays, I saw a dragonfly next to me, doing the same then another one came by.

I saw in them, the drastic metamorphosis they went through, a lake larvae to flying an incredible performing beauty.

And so we are.🌙🙏