It’s 11.30pm at night after a day full of practices, experiments, processes, projects, sharings, intimacy, swordfighting of clarity, physical exercise, celebration, empowerment, coaching, clapping, yellow stuff from Archetypal Love, tears, fears, tropical rain, tropical sun, waterfalls and beaches. A regular extraordinary day at the Women Of Earth Bridge-House.
I am tucking myself in bed and see that Anna is also awake and reading. I don’t even need to say anything, she looks at me with a questioning look. I tell her “this is the coolest greatest experiment I have ever done! If I had grandchildren this is one of the big things I would tell them about.” Anna smiles, she feels similarly. We share how every woman is so completely different than when she arrived first. How Anna was constantly at the edges of the Bridge-House and couldn’t wait to go out somewhere far away from the house and be by herself and how now she is becoming one of the spaceholders of the WOEBH, interrupting others, asking dangerous questions, using her sharp sword with the Gremlins. How Lisa Maria is becoming more grounded and fierce, and sensitive to energetic spaces that she is even training others to do the same. How Meredith is finally letting her dragon speak—and enjoying it too!. How Danielle no longer carries herself in the Bridge-House like a scared rabbit about to be preyed on. How Sónia started to dance in the space opening doors elegantly. How Eithne is not hiding in shame anymore and is becoming radiantly and colourfully visible! How Beth is stepping up to hold more and more spaces, and how Laura now interrupts conversations to bring reality in. And how I have been becoming more open to love, more open to be loved by them.
So much happened this week! The Women Of Earth held space for stopping the ongoing Low Drama between two women who used to be a couple. We were one team, with two groups holding space for each woman to dive deep into her underworld and face what they have been creating. We stood with Danielle as she faced her fear of heights, we pirouetted in and out of shops so that Eithne’s clothes would reveal her radiance, we took care of little Jacqueline in her healing process of completing her childhood, we welcomed Leslie in her grieving journey after her partner passed away.
Every time woman goes to her edge and we go with her, it is an immense gift to the whole House, and we all access new Archan domains together.
Vera from the Women Of Earth
The Connecting Thread
It is Saturday and we are going on an Adventure Day. The Adventure Day is one of the Bridge-House traditions. Once a week a woman holds space for an outing and has the opportunity to create something that she wants to explore with the Women of Earth.
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Lessons from a 4-and-3/4 Year Old
The Experiment. 72 hours. 7 guardian adult caretakers. 3 supporters. 1 child. The radiant, wild women of the Women Of Earth Bridge House are to take care of me as a child for three full days. The clock starts at 9 am on Saturday when I give over my phone to Vera, to limit my screen time, of course. Children don't use phones..
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The Starting Point Can Also Be The Arrival Point
It was Adventure Day at the Women Of Earth Bridge-House. This time I declared I was the Spaceholder and my proposal was to go to the Sugar Loaf Cable Car. I am very afraid of heights. Years before it was unthinkable for me to propose such a challenge...
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Joy is a Signpost
I am a self-confessed joy-lover and up until recently I used to think that the point of life was to be happy, that the point of life was to feel joy. I have lived a non-linear life of intensity and adventure. I have never had a proper 9-5 job, salary, career or boss, I have never tried to climb...
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Welcome To Anna’s Office
Welcome to Anna’s ‘Office’: two white lounge chairs at the edge of a small empty pool. I’d walked by a few evenings in a row, watching women sit beside her there while looking up into the sky. One night, I followed the impulse to go there and rest. I don’t remember who...
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Life in Color
A few day ago, Sónia held a space for me for an Emotional Healing Process about how I kill my Aliveness, which I left in a big Liquid State, stumbling around the house and not really knowing what was real. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw myself in the mirror. I saw myself...
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50 shades of separation - Part 2
Feel the pain or stuck in the box To be honest, I’m already tired of writing about separation. It’s the same old story again and again. This is victim mode. And I hate that. But it will not work until I really feel the pain about what I’m creating. It’s not done by avoiding. So I dive in once more.
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Every Flower
Every Flower Has her on expression Unique impulses -if she holds herself back She stops blooming A Flower that does not get - that she is unique Will look for prove Looking outside To be equal, be better, more beautiful She loves by doing what she loves. No judging.