Awakening Connection to Sacrum and Sacred Yoni
In the stillness of dawn,
where the golden light spills softly,
an ancient whisper beckons,
the pulse of the earth beneath me,
roots entwined in the sacred soil,
a dance of creation,
the first breath of life,
cradling the essence of being.
Here lies the sacrum,
a bridge between worlds,
a guardian of stories untold,
the cradle of dreams and echoes,
where spirit and form converge,
a delicate balance of strength and grace,
the foundation of my journey,
a reminder of the power within.
Sacred yoni,
a vessel of nurturing,
a wellspring of wisdom,
held in the softness of heartbeats,
the rhythm of the universe flows,
through curves and contours,
an invitation to rediscover,
the magic woven in every thread,
of existence, of love, of life.
As I awaken,
with each rising sun,
the call of the ancients sings,
in the rustling leaves and fluttering wings,
the pulse of my being expands,
reaching out to the corners of the world,
seeking connection, seeking reflection,
in the eyes of the sky,
in the embrace of the wind.
I feel the warmth of the earth beneath me,
a grounding, a support,
mirroring the caress of creation,
held tenderly, lovingly,
like the way the moon cradles the night,
casting shadows that dance,
inviting the stars to twinkle softly,
whispering secrets of what is and what can be.
In this awakening,
there is a clarity,
a remembrance of the sacred,
the stories woven through time,
the laughter, the tears,
the joys and the sorrows,
each a thread in the tapestry,
a celebration of existence,
a shout of gratitude into the void.
With each heartbeat,
I connect deeper,
to body, to spirit, to soul,
embracing shadows and light,
the full spectrum of being,
as I honor the sacred yoni,
the sanctuary of creation,
the portal where love flows freely,
where life bursts forth unapologetically.
Here in this moment,
I claim my power,
to be both fiercely gentle,
and tenderly strong,
to dance in the flame of authenticity,
to stand grounded yet free,
for every step is a prayer,
every breath an offering,
as I walk hand in hand
with the sacredness within.
Together we rise,
the light and the dark,
the seen and the unseen,
each heartbeat reverberates,
a symphony of connection,
resonating with the pulse of the cosmos,
for within the sacrum and the sacred yoni,
lies the essence of existence,
the profound knowing,
that we are all one,
woven into the beautiful fabric
of life’s eternal flow.
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