Invocation
THE INVOCATION
May this practice be a reclamation of the feminine in her full power and range; in all her beautiful forms—light and dark, soft and wild, surrendered and sovereign.
is granted.
Permission
This space is the field the poet Rumi spoke of, “beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing”—a permission-soaked sanctuary, free from competition, posturing, shame, and judgment. A place to drop the weight of who the world told us to be—and return to the truth only the body can reveal.
Here, we stop striving, stop performing, and stop holding it all together. We break rules and make a mess on purpose—because it’s medicine.
We don’t come here to be good. We come because it’s safe to come undone—to crack ourselves open, hear our own knowing—and piece ourselves back together more whole, more alive, more true.
May we listen to this animal body—both primate and oracle—and follow where she takes us. May we move with her confidence, love with her devotion, and trust the wisdom she carries in every cell.
Sensual. Sovereign. Submissive to Life.
THE BENEDICTION
As we unbind ourselves from the conditioning that kept us small and pitted us against each other, we return to the truth of who we are—rooted, resourced, and receptive.
We reclaim the feminine not just for ourselves, but for our partnerships, our children, and the world we shape together through love, power, and presence.
We leave sensual, sovereign, and submissive to Life—devoted to truth, to each other, and to the quiet revolution of coming home to the body.