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March 10, 2017

Goddess made Woman.

Wonder of wonders, Goddess made woman.

Creature of procreation, lactation, adoration, and ejaculation.

Amazonian being of sugar and spice, sweat, sinew and the scent of a dozen roses, a hundred pines, and a thousand tears of frankincense on fire.

Goddess made woman: two breasts, two mouths, fuelled by the heart furnace, inspired by infinite children, because every mother will take every child for her own.

Goddess made woman with the instinctive wisdom of the ancients, the power to heal, to attract, to transform, and to manifest all that was once missing, once broken, once lost.

Woman to come home to.

Woman to be born of and released from. Woman to rise up and be at your side when no one else will.

Goddess made woman, with the power to carry the weight of what has been given her, and to know the time to put it down.

She who agreed to curl her life-force within, a flower protective of its seed till the very end.

She who agreed to bleed, the song of fertility spilled upon the land because there is always more, always more where that came from.

Goddess made woman who could stand up again, and again, and again, no matter how many times she was knocked down, because her legs were wider than the trees, eyes more searing than the suns, nipples more sensitive than the moon as it waxes and wanes, pulling the tides of men—her voice riding high on those warmest winds, nothing frozen, nothing silenced here.

And God said, “it is good, she and I will dance.”

In my awakening I will show her just how immense she is, for we are a reflection of one another, nothing less, and I cannot be who I am without her, and she cannot be who she is without knowing me, all of me, the whole of me. We mate throughout eternity in search of one another’s life-giving, life-rebirthing seed.

Goddess said, “it is good.”

The fire of alchemy pours from my loins and the top of my head. The blue of star light pierces my throat, the eye of my brow.

The snake of awakening has blessed me.

Let me in, let me in, let me rise.

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Author: AdiKanda

Image: Osaki Kun/Deviant Art

Editor: Lieselle Davidson

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AdiKanda

AdiKanda is an intuitive artist, working with inter-dimensional communications from a realm of higher wisdom, teaching vibrational mastery to conscious leaders. A published novelist, poet, playwright, songwriter, practitioner of cellular healing and mother of three, she holds 18 years experience in profound energy work, releasing karmic patterns at a cellular level. Her work transmits a vibration of unconditional love to participants, releasing fear-based blocked energy and inviting powerful shifts of awareness. Arising from a spontaneous intuitive awakening in January 2000, her spontaneous writings from an Alpha sleep state emerged into conscious transmissions in the forms of poetry, spoken readings, meditations and song, numbering in the thousands for clients worldwide.

Through her Kore Process work she supports clients in identifying and releasing the primary fears that have manifested in resistance, inertia, repetition of trauma and any limitations that stand in the way of an empowered and meaningful life. This potent modality offers freedom from habitual and unconscious experiences, stress, depression, health and relationship issues, and emotional pain such as rage and grief. Many clients describe Kore readings as life changing and liberating beyond any modality they have experienced before. She is author of the “Dear Adi” blog, founder of the “Fearless Program” and initiator of the “World Without Fear Foundation.”