I touch my belly gently, cleansing with water, anointing with oil—feeling sweet relief and forgiveness bloom.
I touch my belly gently, cleansing with water, anointing with oil—feeling sweet relief and forgiveness bloom.
A reminder of your power, your harvest, and the dream waiting on the other side of upheaval.
Shedding old energies, I stand naked— washed in ritual, glowing with quiet transformation.