Sisters Becoming
In the glow of ceremony and the hush of dawn…
We gathered — souls remembering who we are beneath the noise of the world. Two nights of medicine, music, and celestial balance. This is a story of healing, of opening the heart, of sun meeting moon, and of strangers becoming sisters beneath the watchful eyes of Orion.
The First Night: Remembering from Within
It was two days of pure bliss. The healing that unfolded was beyond words — deep, ancient, and intimate. I sat between my husband and my dearest sacred sister, held in the gentle embrace of medicine that invited us to expand our consciousness and remember who we truly are.
Within the circle — a sacred container of light and intention — we unraveled the hidden layers within ourselves. The sounds of the instruments moved through us, each vibration reshaping our very cells. Healing began from the inside out, like waves of light reorganizing our being.
That first night was an inward journey — not before the fire, but within the quiet warmth of collective presence. Men and women alike, we sat in the medicine, remembering our shared essence beyond form and name.
The Second Night: Fire, Stars, and the Dance of Becoming
On the second night, we gathered again — this time to honor the fire. We stayed awake beneath the vast sky, our hearts open to the rhythm of the flames and the wisdom of the stars. Orion stood tall with his arrow poised, lighting the heavens as the sisters moved and the men held sacred space beside us.
In the soft light of early morning, we shared a cup of sacred cacao and gathered in stillness. The circle was quiet yet alive — our voices weaving prayers into the dawn. Sacred women. Sisters becoming.
In that moment, I turned to a woman I had just met the night before — a stranger, yet not a stranger — and invited her into my heart as a sister. I allowed myself to be seen, to be vulnerable, to say: I love you. I support you. I honor you. I care for you.
Tears of joy streamed down my face as I witnessed my own openness — the fire reflecting our collective healing, the divine masculine honoring our conversation in silence. We were healing from the outside in, the sacred balance of energies holding us steady as love flowed freely through every soul in the circle.
Integration: Carrying the Light Forward
As I return from the ceremonies, I carry the light of those two nights within me — the dance of sun and moon now pulsing through my breath, my words, my walk in the world. The medicine continues to move, reminding me that healing is not a single moment but a continuous unfolding.
I feel softer and stronger all at once — grounded in the earth, yet connected to the stars. The balance we cultivated in those sacred circles lives on in the way I listen, in how I love, in how I honor both the divine feminine and masculine within and around me.
Every sunrise feels like a blessing, every encounter a chance to remember: we are all walking each other home, one open heart at a time.
Author’s Note
This reflection comes from my personal journey — two ceremonies that opened my heart and reminded me of the sacred balance we all hold within. Every path of healing looks different, and what I share here is simply my experience of remembering and becoming.
May these words serve as an offering of light, not as guidance but as a mirror — a reminder that love, presence, and connection are always available, in whatever form your own medicine takes. 🌙 For inner work with me, please book a free consultation HERE or send me a message via EMAIL.
