Yesterday’s call I went in feeling my heart guarded, assuming that’s where the release would be, in fact it was grief stored in my womb. Grief as I move into peri menopause that I cannot use my womb for childbearing anymore. It’s taking me so much fight to heal my intergenerational trauma to raise the incredible young wahine I have, that I was still holding onto the thought that I would have more sovereign babies. Once this grief started to release I actually felt my heart gently wrap around me like a korowai holding me and my girl.
My ikura flowed bright red and heavy today and I have so much gratitude for the many years I’ve bled.
Ngā mihi kia koe e te tuakana🌈