Long-awaited Release

So.

Venus is retrograde. 

The receiver has turned inward. 
In Aries. The Goddess of Love has run away with the God of War. ...as she is apt to do, on occasion. 

Saturn is at the Galactic Center exact.

There is a lot of heavy lifting going down in Pisces and Aries. 
Wasn't there something in the invitation to this Pisces party about going full tilt?
Yeah.

There’s this awesome this happening right now with Mercury, Chiron, and the Sun. A three-way, so to speak. A three-way of ancient wounding and urgent communication. 
All the feels. Old feels, new feels.
Allowing that which has been in shadow come to light.

Swimming through starshine and bathing in a surging sea of emotion.

Personally, the current transits on my natal chart are lit up like fireworks. 

Venus in Aries is approaching my North Node, trine my Saturn/Sun conjunction.
Jupiter in Libra is retrograde and sitting right on my South Node. 
Chiron in Pisces is conjunct my Moon. 
Mercury and the Sun in Pisces are exactly conjunct my Jupiter, square my Chiron and my Sun. 
Neptune in Pisces is sitting on my Mars, square my Saturn.

I don't even know what to tell you, my Loves. 
This is a cracking open.
This is a rebirth. 

Upon inception of the current life cycle, this Sacred Soul entered into a reality which contrived to convince this Sacred Heart that it was born broken. That this Sacred Vessel was born for breaking.

This Form was conditioned to embody the frequency of penance.
To act out the belief that simply existing as a female bodied entity made it a source of profound pain, shame, malice, and untold destruction. 
The paradigm which was imprinted upon this most Sacred Body was one of suffering without measure, both given and received. 

That was the story.
...and for a lengthy time, “I” believed it.

This Soul had few previous reference points for how to go about being embodied in an innately feminine vessel. The reason behind that reality being, the abundant majority of lifetimes which this Soul carries within are/have been masculine in nature. 

The experience of being embodied as a womb-man felt foreign from day one.
Thus, this Vessel was able to be convinced of its brokenness with the utmost of ease.
...and even more easily convinced of its shamefulness.

For the larger part of this life, a mantra which was repeated often was “my body has been bad, and deserves to be punished”.
I took great pride in the highly adept skill for, and myriad methods of self-punishment which I felt myself to possess. I romanticized my suffering. Fashioned it into a tale of martyrdom. 
Purification through pain was the end goal.

The process was external as well as internal. 
As this life progressed, I became increasing confused as to why I appeared to be a magnet for trauma. 
Profoundly violent, intensely wounding events piled up on this life path, and trailed behind like so many scattered rose petals.
Seemingly ceaselessly. 

Until at last, the long-awaited realization struck… that which I embodied, I manifested.
Such is the nature of our shared energetic reality... and particularly, such is the magnificent power of the Sacred Feminine Form which was gifted to this Soul when this life began.

The Womb is a Holy, magikal, Divine portal of potent creation.
That which a Womb carries within, She manifests without. 

The past two calendar years have held an ever more profound practice of reprogramming this encoded legacy of internal and external tribulation. Of rewriting the story of this Sacred Vessel. Of honoring this cherished Womb.

Of merging the twin flames of Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine within.

This week, coming up on a potent Virgo Full Moon with Venus in retrograde, Saturn at the Sacred Galactic Heart, and Chiron conjunct the Sun… is truly the perfect opportunity to dive even more deeply into the root of that healing and unification process. 

An opportunity which is fully seized.

Our precious planet has not witnessed a point more aligned with the intention of healing ancient wounds in eons, Beloveds.
 
The moment is ripe for unraveling knots which have been buried deep, deep, deep beneath. 
The light of awareness can now bring movement to that which has been mired in stagnation.
It is time. 

This is where we get to get really real with ourselves. 
This is where we get to be unflinching in our willingness to be beautifully cracked open. 
...as abundant, luscious light floods into the majestic totality of our individual and collective perfection, replenishing and renewing us.

Breathe deeply, Beloveds. 
Cleansing, nourishing respiration.
Expand into this moment of growth and transmutation. 

Our vulnerability is our strength. 
Our presence is our prayer.

We coming home. 

We are bridging the gap.

We are Torchbearers.
We are Alchemists.
We are Living Light. 

We got this.
Love’s got us.

Promise. 

We Love You.

We are love, limitless. 
Always, and in all ways. 
❤ 

© EJB 2017