We are spiraling our way out of the center of winter, the center of darkness. Like Brighid, we have carried our own fire, our own light and in that came to know ourselves in a deeper way.
I have been catching ancient whispers in dreams as we move out of this collective darkness, not just in this winter season but in the darkness that surrounds this patriarchal paradigm. There was a false world that was implanted here. It was seeded in the “womb of man”.
Of course the “womb of man” is a false place, therefor the reality that was implanted has no way of fully being birthed. So the sacred feminine rises up, called forth by the great great great great grandchildren of those who once knew Her.
She will show us and teach us how to birth the new world, in balance and with reverence for the Earth and both the feminine and masculine.