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
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