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Reclaimed Belonging: An Ancestral Remembrance Journey

I approach Grandmother Willow. I see a yoni-shaped black hole open - a portal. I feel the magnetism calling me through and in.

Marya Magdalena stands as gateway guardian, as guide to show me the way through. And now, here I am on the other side. Step by step - I walk barefoot on the land of my maternal lineage - Slovenia. Mountains, trees, forest and sky….

I see a fire. It beckons me closer. I focus my gaze on the flames. I see an image. The veil begins to part. An archeytpal ancestor walks through - the Midwife. She walks closer to me. Stands in front of me, forehead to forehead, heart to heart, womb to womb. And in this moment, I am more clear than ever before - THIS is my ancestor Rose.

Rose - my ancestor from Slovenia who first introduced herself to me during the Pre-Birthing phase of the Bio-Mystical Womb Apprenticeship.

When she first appeared in my womb garden after having met with my ancestral council during remembrance journeying - she came with this message “do not forsake me. Do not forget your Mother’s line.” And she gifted me with a rose.

And right now, I feel her presence - more than ever before. How she IS the Midwife. How she has been here with me all along. And how high holy day to high holy day through the wheel of the years, she has woven her story into form through me.

She tells me that she is here with me, that I carry her lineage gift forward and how it is time to forgive my maternal grandmother and to embrace my maternal bloodlines.

This message comes with a feeling of weight - yet gnosis that the time is now. The time is now to let go of the story that I am disconnected from my mother line - from the grandfather, the cousins, the aunts, the uncles that I’ve never met. From the discomfort of feeling stranger, foreign, and different to the ones that I have known.

Rose says that I came here to carry the torch of Midwife for the ancestors of my Slovenian ancestors on my maternal bloodlines. I place soil from this land into a treasure chest. I feel the soil of my ancestral lands activating spaces of belonging in my bones.

And yet again, I'm gifted with a single red rose. Validation - of the work that I came here to do and the allies who nourish me to thrive.

And here I stand - fully in my power. I have reclaimed what felt foreign, lost, and distanced. I feel a fur cloak on my shoulders and a long red gown on my skin. I am holding a staff. I see the wind blowing around me as the clouds roll in above the snow-capped mountains. I see bear. I feel strong, anchored, connected.

I place the treasure chest in my heart to remember what it feels like to be in connection to the ancestral lands that I have never physically been to. Marya guides me back to Grandmother Willow and back through. I wrap my arms around tree. My ancestor. My sister. My portal from this world to the next.

And when I awake from the journey - I hold absolute gratitude in my heart with the knowing that I am always guided by my ancestors, that they are always here with me, through the veils calling out to me to listen.

I get to choose to peer in and carry forward the work that they know I came here to do. I get to choose to belong and anchor into the lands that call me home.


Being in the Bio-Mystical Womb Apprenticeship with Sama has given me more confidence, knowledge, and skill in the work that I offer. I am currently a mentor in training for the apprenticeship.

As a Yoga Guide and Womb Priestess, I serve conscious, spiritual womxn come home to their inner knowing to empower themselves. In devotion - I focalize and steward Wild Moon Sisters, an etheric temple to support womxn embody their Divine Feminine wisdom and power. You can join the community temple here.

And you can learn more about the services that I offer and connect with me here.

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Thank you for sharing this beautiful journey. It is deeply nourishing and inspiring.

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