I'm Coming Undone

Published: Feb. 24, 2016, 5:01 p.m.

The anticipation is building, our Tribe has been gathering, the Universal Pulse pauses on the in breath as our Collective Stands Together mid-wifing the Essential Wave of Liberation that will crash upon the shores of Becoming today.

Your Presence is requested.

Over 10,000 of Us have already been Called to this time and space. Each woman following the yearning of Her Soul to reclaim Her sovereignty and make a New Way.

As we come closer to the center of the Temple, we find ourselves jostling against one another. The merging of personalities and Essence, the meeting of Sisters from every walk of life - seasoned Wisdom Holders, Awakened Ones, Novices, Initiates, Seekers, Space Holders, the Activators and Activated.

Some of Us have walked boldly to the center to claim our Undoing with public pronouncements, heartfelt reckoning with our inner illusions, and poetic proclamations of our Unraveling.

Others of Us have stood along the edges.

Witnessing, discerning, feeling, knowing. Waiting for a current of Truth to move through. Preparing for action when alignment makes Herself known.

And at the outer rings, a vast array of every flavor of Wild Being - those with one foot in, one foot out, the Creatrixes with a million balls in the air ready to stop in for the Big Event when the Time Comes, the Confused Ones who aren’t sure where they are or how they got here (their Souls secretly celebrating the Date with Destiny being orchestrated behind the scenes,) and every other Feminine nuance.

Mystery wrapped in enigma surrounded by question mark.

It is a glorious Re-Union. A cacophonous gathering. A most Curious Creation.

My Kind of Convention.

In the Great Assembling, we marinate in the most curious elixir of anxious delight and sensuous trepidation.

With a deep bow of recognition, I Honor your Arrival.

I Welcome You to this Sacred Space.

I meet you here.

Humble and Naked.

I have built a pyre for my Self in the Centre of Our Holy Circle.

As we ceremoniously open to the Deeper Levels of our Collective Reconfiguration, I offer myself to the Fire.

Today I will Come Undone.

As I have done many, many times before and will do untold times in the future.

This journey of a Thousand, Thousands Freedoms has no beginning and no end. Only Returning over and over to the Truth.

I will bring my whole Self to the burning. My stories, illusions, triggers, and fears.

My resilience, my power, my vulnerability, and my clarity.

I will surrender my Holding to the tender embrace of a trusted Sister.

Amber Hartnell will bring the medicine of her Magik to stoke the fires of my Letting Go. To deliver me into the next level of Becoming that awaits as the Phoenix Rises from the ashes and makes another run at the sun.

You are invited as Sacred Witness.

Today we turn the tables. The Divine Feminine retakes her place in the Centre of the Wheel.

We build Our Own Pyres for Our Own Purposes. We Shave Our Own Heads and Choose Our Own Deliverance.

We Stand.

Together.