Womb writing conjured after the Venus Womb Dance Yoga (found in phase 2, week 1). Afterwards all I wanted to do was adorn my face and body with reds and pinks, and continue to dance around my home with Venus.
Venus danced me into existence.
She was there
as two strange halves
melted and molded.
As young cells tripped and trickled over each other
unknowingly merging
into the sea of existence.
She was there
as my Mother's body became weightless
and simultaneously sank
into the pillowed ground
beneath her.
She blew into my Mother's hair
telling her to laze and let go.
To dissolve and be held.
The sound of Venus' voice held her,
sound waves cradling
the limbs of her softening body.
Venus merged with me
the exact moment
my Mother merged with bliss.
I can feel the dance
of two becoming one.
As above, so below.
Coming together in flesh,
creates a spirit anew.
Breath. Dissolve. Float away.
In her arms
we dance.
