I wrote some posts nearly a year ago about some of the fears goddesses were having around enrolling in the Creative Goddess e-course. And since it’s less than five days until Goddess School begins… and new goddesses are having exactly the same questions and fears and worries… so I wanted to revisit, re-hash and re-dance over some of our soul-spas about those fears.
These soul-spas are the space to look at our fears around creativity and being a goddess. It’s all about shining a little light on the fears that keep us away from being our Creative Goddess selves. We can bring our fears out into the open, and let them be gently melted away, by the softness of light, soothing waters and connection… our community here attended by spirited, sensitive, wise, deep, precious, kind-hearted goddesses.
I’ll bring the apple cider and chocolate chia pudding. You bring your beautiful self, as wildly creative or hiding in the cupboard as you like. It’s all perfect, dearheart.
Today’s Creative Goddess Fear
This one isn’t actually just for the Creative Goddess e-course. It actually works for all the GoddessstuffI do.
This question pops up alot – Will this work with my religion?
I get this one, I really do. Because I get this question *a lot* whenever I meet someone and tell them I’m a Goddess.
So if you’re asking this question, I gotcha back sista 😉
“About this whole “Goddess” thing… I don’t know if it works with my religion”
And maybe from an even simpler level… “what is this Goddess thang all about?”
So, to make it simple.simple.simple, here it is:
The Goddess thang is about remembering that we are all divine. It’s about knowing that inside us, there is a wise, joyful, creative Goddess – a Wise Woman – who is waiting to help us on our journeys.
The Goddess thang is about reclaiming every wild, precious, profound, fabulous, creative, radiant part of ourselves, and *living* that.
It’s about getting to be joyful, and shining, and creative, and authentic.
The Goddess thang is about seeing, finally, with clear eyes, how utterly beautiful we are.
So that’s what I’m doing here. Creating ways for everyone to experience that, and feel that too. Because, damn it’s a good thing to feel.
And will it work with your religion?
Yes. Because it’s not about believing anything but the possibility that you.are.beautiful. And precious. And divine, profound and wise.
Women have been circling together for aeons, and it’s only been in recent centuries that we stopped coming together to share, create, learn, listen, grow and love together. Coming together again feels like a miracle, and a memory reborn.
I remember when I took my Mama to her first women’s circle. Previously, she had been concerned that it was too “witchy.” She said to me afterwards “Leonie, I don’t know why I thought it was such a fuss before! It’s the most natural thing in the world!” That it is. Natural and beautiful and profound.
I’ve circled with and done Goddess work with women from all kinds of faiths – Christian, Hindu, Catholic, Muslim, Buddhist, Atheist, Mormon. And it works. Being a Goddess is a way of being – not an exemption from believing. I reckon we all just need to believe whatever makes our hearts sing.
“I just wanted you to know that I loved every second of the divine dreaming meditation – and I also wanted to say that I am a person of faith, christian faith specifically, and found the meditation to compliment my beliefs. I know you wrote about this in your FAQs for the meditation, and it was true!”
So… that for me, was such a beautiful affirmation about how this work – women’s work, Goddess work, can reach out and touch each of us, wherever we are.
And what do I believe in?
I believe that people are good. And that the world is deeply beautiful. The rest is constantly evolving.
I believe there’s a Goddess in me, and a Goddess in you… that inside of us is all the beauty, love and goodness we’ve been looking for.
And that we are loved, just as we are.
Any more questions sweetheart? To the comments circle away, dearhearts!
I’m so grateful that you are here… and that we are doing this precious soul-work, together.
Three months ago, there was a tiny burst of light, and you came into this world, our lives, our hearts and my womb.
So small was the tiny dance of light that I didn’t see it. You slipped into this world with such clear, pure energy that I didn’t feel you. I was dreaming about moving back home to our heartlands, and wondering what next to create.
Your daddy knew though. His guides told him you had come, and he held this little soft knowing in the smile crinkles by his eyes, and the slight upturn of his mouth, and the glow of his blue eyes. You too will come to know and love these little signs he does.
It took me until five weeks to know you were here. After some encouraging from your papa, we bought our first home pregnancy test. You appeared in an instant on it, and tears sprung into my eyes. My first thought was:
They are here. My child has finally come for me.
You see, I’ve known about you for ten years or more now. I’ve felt your sweet presence by my side often, and I glow inside knowing about the child that was to come through me. You’ve always been a part of my life, and my heart, for as long as I can remember.
And now you are here, my darling.
I want you to know that you are my teacher already. That you are already a gift in our lives. That no matter what, you are loved and adored just as you are.
I want you to know that from the moment we knew of you, you have been embraced into this big, beautiful family of ours.
Your grandmama was the first one to know about you. I called her in tears, and she was driving her car. She pulled over, and I cried “Mama… what do I do?”
And she said “Sweetie? What’s happening? Are you pregnant?”
“What is it then?”
“Well I took a pregnancy test, and it said yes. What do I do?”
And she sighed happily, and she laughed, and she cried, and she said:
“Well darling, that means you are pregnant.”
“What do I do from here? What do you do when you are pregnant???”
This pregnancy thing, now it was finally here, was a land I’d never been in before, and I was so worried that I didn’t know how to journey into it.
“Well sweetie… you don’t need to do anything right now. Just enjoy it.”
And she cried happy tears some more, and so did I.
Then I told your grandaddy about it, and he – the big, wild bushman he is – who loves grandchildren like they are the jewels of the earth and sky – he couldn’t talk for a few days.
Then your daddy told his ma and pa about you.
And so on, and on, the ripples of the news of you kept going, moving with love into the world.
I want you to know that the first trimester of pregnancy can be a huge, big journey. I was so sick that I would often call your grandmama or my sweet friend Sone in tears. Life was like being on a very ocean-swept boat for a while. I spent so much time being still, staring at my hands, lying on the sun lounge outside inhaling breaths of air. Maybe I needed this enforced cave-time of solitude to give you some space and stillness to make your home inside me. I became like an instinctive wolf, nose quivering, entirely intune with and living inside my body. My body became my world. And inside my world, a nest for you was made.
I want you to know that it’s okay if your courage ever leaves you. You will be surrounded by people who know you, and love you, and believe in you… who will sit with you until your courage returns.
In the last eight weeks, I have learned again and again about having Faith and Trust. I accepted that this pregnancy might end with you being born in this world, and that it might also be a “just popping in to say hello and see you soon!” pregnancy. I had Faith that either journey was perfect, and that whatever we were given was needed, and the right thing for us.
Lately I’ve been learning even more that Faith is knowing that everything will be okay no matter what happens. I have Faith that Great Spirit is around us, loving us and helping us. I have Faith that we will be given what we need when we need it.
Faith, inexplicably, has grown from a seedling in my life into a large, strong oak with thick, delicious bark and wide green leaves. It has become a shelter for me, and a trunk to hold to when the winds of change swill around me.
Everything will be okay, everything will be okay, everything will be okay.
And most of all, I want you to know that as you have been my teacher, I will endeavour, with your daddy, and our tribe, to be the best teacher, guide and nurturer of you that you need. I promise that we will love you for your gifts, and your lessons. I promise that we will embrace and celebrate the beauty and soul you are born with. I promise that we will do our ding-dang-darndest to help you remember just how loved, cherished and divine you are. Just as you are, right now.
I love you with everything.
Happy three months, my darling.
P.S. Goddess School begins on Monday ~ check out the goddess e-courses on offer this term!
And let me know if you have any questions, dearheart… I’m here to help!
And some Wax Angel painting frequently asked questions:
What do you do with the wax once the paint is dry?
I should have included some video of me scratching off the paint outside in the garden, trying to keep the puppies from bouncing on me. True story. It would have been awesome footage. Hee! Anyway, once the paint has dried, just scratch and peel the wax off with your fingers or a knife. And it’s totally beautiful if it leaves smudge marks and stuff… it’s all perfect!
What if you don’t want to mix kids with wax?
My sweet mama, being the ever-creative and nurturing mama goddess that she is, told me she did the same kind of project with us when we were kids. Instead of hot wax though – you just rub using non-lit candles, or use crayons. (And you just leave the crayon on there afterward – I don’t think you can peel crayon off.) You can use white crayons – or rainbow crayons. It will look divine!