In my womb apprenticeship, I’ve learned that there is a masculine third eye and a feminine third eye. The masculine one rests in the brow & the feminine is at the base of the skull. They meet each other halfway at the center of the brain.
For months I’ve been getting soreness, tension & headaches in the brow, the base of my skull and headaches that radiate through the center of my head between those two places. I see this as an activation.
Having found a connection between my pains and this newly acquired knowledge, I felt suddenly right on parr with life where I was beginning to feel hopeless. Next, I connected deeply with my womb space, more so than I ever have and I do a lot of work on my womb space so I hope this inspired you. I have provided a link to my services in the comments section, where you can pick from whichever service calls to you at this time.
Ancestral wise woman initiation. The deep breathing really relaxed me. I’ve been noticing that you mention the brow is the more masculine third eye & that the base of the skull is the more feminine third eye. I’ve been getting pain and what sometimes feels like inflammation right in that spot for the past few months. Recently my shoulders hurt and my spine feels out of sorts, like it’s purging.
While traveling to the chamber my plant allies were light pink roses. My crystal allies were carnelian, aquamarine & azurite. When I got down into my womb chamber there was a round circular stone that I sat on briefly and I did see some sacred geometry. The dodecahedron was surrounding me and I was sat inside of it. I use that shape often, even in my own healings.
On the path to my garden, I was rowing a small boat while standing, down the river bank. It had red clay with veins of gold and there were willow trees there. I sensed the willow first, then I knew there had to be water near by. I heard their songs and they moved me so deeply.
I got to the gate and it was a pristine, tall, shiny golden gate with some ornate decorations. There was a fox-woman hybrid at the gate. She took coins as payment/offering for the key. The garden was green but there were some dead plants. It wasn’t wild but it wasn’t manicured either. When I got to the gazebo, I felt the presence of my feminine ancestors.
I saw women from all walks of life approach me and I felt held, almost like for the first time when a mother holds her baby. Some were dressed, others were more primal and naked. All of which showered me with gold coins, corn, clays, marigolds, pottery, spoons & so on. As they sang to me, I cried. I felt a welcoming home. They have such high hopes for me. To be free, abundant, to be healthy, to have a truly supportive mate who honors me & to have exciting adventures.
We all connected to one another’s womb spaces and they adorned me with a rose/violet crown as well as waist beads made from carnelian, gold & red jasper. I thanked them for their gifts, as I am extremely grateful for my homecoming and I began heading back out of my garden.
There was a rose bush beginning to grow where initially there had been dead plants. Then there was a bamboo plant that asked to be tended to next time. It needs water and self love, which I know I’m in need of. When I left, just outside of my gate we’re two big yew trees just like what you’d see at Glastonbury. I took one more swim in mother earths waters and travelled back to the present. All of this inner work also lead to deeper understanding surrounding my childhood woundings.
Ever since I was a child, I felt misunderstood. I always had to prove myself worthy. Jump through hoops but my inner rebel was like “FUCK YO HOOPS”. I was no ones show dog. In relationships people always questioned what I brought to the table, not seeing my value because it wasn’t in the mundane sense. When push comes to shove, people have always took me for granted until they needed a support. Until they needed strength, then my value is recognized.
I can exist in a place for years, flying under the radar, not being fully seen but when crisis occurs, existential or otherwise, that’s when I shine. My ability to stay grounded and firm is my strength. My ability to bring out that strength in others is then honored but that could take years to occur. I’m no longer content to stay in places where I am NOT SEEN upon meeting me. If you don’t recognize me then you’re not for me.
I don’t need to market myself, my energy itself is a brand and if you’re not feeling it then you’re just not getting it. This energy of overextending oneself to be accepted is deep rooted and you tend to find scattered pieces here and there. Like when you break glass, clean it up and then find a random shard a few months later. I am both happy & healing from this……again. It’s my karma, they’re my lessons & I will carry my cross with pride and heal as needed. I do my healing work with pride. I hope this inspires you too.
Xx, The Renaissance Mystic ⚜️