matriarchal blessing

November 16, 2020

Lady Baudelaire,

You have been called to this dorm of consciousness to heal and be healed by the people you attract in your most authentic states.

Your healing powers come in the form of spells and energy. You have a special gift for words, a connection to the collective consciousness, the capacity to condense the human experience in a way that brings calm and ignites vigor in the pure of heart.

Your energy and the love you feel for your expression of the Divine is an banner to the brave and an omen to cowards. Your love casts out fear, which process feels like death.

Take care of yourself. Give yourself water, sun, movement, resistance, silence, artistic practice, and unlimited forgiveness. Watch and accept the thoughts that flow through you. Create a home within yourself, a shelter, a hearth, complete with feast, a place to cultivate. Give those you love the space to speak and learn themselves. Allow them to create that space for you, and give thanks for it in the form of trust and praise.

Soak and marinate in the vibrance of life, and become intimate with words. Learn them like soulmates and acquaintances. Experience their textures. Then, when inspiration hits, allow your hand to pen them.

Your consciousness is within and without you, a gorgeous, swirling phantasmagoria.

I love you. Step into yourself and heal.

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