Tales of Bodyverse

This is a story of a Body

A Body vast as the Sky

Once upon a time, in a far, far away land, somewhere in the Bodyverse, at the intersection of Body, Spirit, Science, and Mystery…

or maybe just a couple of days ago in a small study room in an apartment building in the middle of a small city, in a session with my mentor…

I was riding some waves of an existential sh*tstorm… Navigating my ancestral Land through Body, and my ancestral Body through Land.

And towards the end of the session, in a very casual way, without us ever really discussing this particular thing, she says:

“You are on the path of reawakening the Feminine….”

A calm and steady statement, not a question.

At that very moment, that sentence felt like a well-known fact. We just continued our conversation. And only two days later, it hit me.

It hit me hard, through the layers of my tissue, through my bone marrow, through my blood vessels, through my heartbeat: I AM on the path of re-awakening the Feminine.

The path of re-enchanting the Body, re-enchanting the Land. The path of re-enchanting the Animate Forces of the Primordial Mother. The path of collective regenerative revolution. The path of systemic transformation. My body is an instrument, attuned to the frequency of enlivening the Collective Body.

P.S.: The path of re-awakening of the Feminine doesn’t mean only working with women.

We all long to feel connected to the Vastness. We need to feel connected to the Vastness. We are desperate for an Animate Universe. And I am here to supply regulated physiology and offer layers of resources and support. I am here to help to reawaken the primal longing in you.

The longing to be drawn into the center of a rose. To be devoured by the enchanted forest. To dissipate in the waters of an ocean. To melt away together with dancing snowflakes. To absorb the clouds through the skin. To fade into the moonlight. To decompose into the Earth….

The longing ultimately to be whole. The longing to find a home within our skins and within our hearts. The longing to feel connected to Self, to Others, and Nature. The longing for the greater, conjunctive union with the Cosmos.

Because we are constantly looking to fill that hole and we don’t know how to do it, and so instead, we go into all kinds of routes that ultimately leave us in a perpetual state of seemingly comfortable yet painful somatic numbness.

As I type these words, I feel tears in my throat. I feel trembles and quivers through my entire body. Even the very beginning of the thought that I am going to send this into the void of the Interwebs feels like a punch to my stomach. The reverberation of the ancestral fear throughout my lineage…

And, at the same time, I feel deep joy, a soft smile that melts the worry away from my face, and stability in my gravitational field. So I walk this breath-laced path. I sing back to the birds and the moon. I walk the path of devotion. If we can really find simple devotion, all of the universal energies pour forth. All of them are present. And we are making space for Her to move.