Dragon Oracles Return

I hope this finds you really well and at the threshold of your next exciting magical level, as we start to root down into the foundation of this new year.

I've just come home from a pilgrimage to my ancestral motherland of Laos.

It was beyond life-changing.

There's a lot I'd like to share with you, both on the power of working with the magic held in our Motherline, and the dragons and ancestral guides of our Land Mothers (where we were born, and where our mother, grandmother, great-grandmother etc were born and have lived).

For now, I wanted to share with you this short piece of writing that holds the essence and the transmission, and a direct message from what our deeper planetary lineage web wants us to know in these times.

And if you that have Instagram, I share more photos and videos of my trip here.

Motherline Alchemy

I can’t stop thinking about it

This feeling in my body
This ancient song returning

It starts with this unmistakable warmth
The absolute joy of seeing the women in my family in their daily lives

Soaking in how they move, how they talk, how they cook, how they work together

There’s always laughter roaring through the room

Sticky rice is cooking in the background, 
the ancestral way, in a bamboo basket over firewood
The smell is intoxicating

Overwhelmingly familiar, so magnetic
It’s home

Immersed in this timeless current of my maternal lineage,
I’m seeing life anew
Pieces that were missing for decades are falling into place

Now that I’m here, it’s so clear:
It’s all so much bigger than us
and it’s also all inside us, 
always within reach, 
through the hidden pathway of love 

In the treasury of our bodies, 
in the dream chambers of our psyches, 
in the Pandora’s box of our wombs—
We contain every woman in our lineage

We’re the terma holders, 
the transmission bearers, of this ancient primordial language
The stories told and untold
The dimensions birthed and unbirthed

This is the great magic we’re embodying through the alchemy of our lives 

This is our magic,
Our inheritance,
Our destiny.

Listening to the rhythms of the Mekong,
The water mother who called me here,
I hear the story of Time

Descending down her glittering womb,
I meet the feminine spirits 
who’ve watched over our humanity from the very beginning
who know the past and who know the future

They’re calling us home now, stronger than ever
To live the truth of our starlit dragon power 

Ancestral work is a feminine soul retrieval
It’s a dragon birthing.

We call to the primordial mothers, and they call to us

Dragon mothers, ancient water mothers, mythical nagas,
We carry their memory within us too
Their sight, their knowing, the consciousness of water itself

We are their heirs
Their voice

Shape-shifting mermaids who encoded entire constellations of oracular wisdom 
In a secret feminine script 
Inside our bodies and the body of Earth.

Dragon oracles return,
And with us, the unfathomable magic of the Motherline.

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With huge love, and sending you glittering magic wherever you are on the magical current of your destiny, and where She's calling you next