Coming Home To the Sacred Body & Mother Earth.

Ever since I was a nursing student, I have been fascinated by the human body.

I remember sitting with anatomy books for hours, completely mesmerized by the intricate intelligence of our anatomical design.

The nervous system, the endocrine system, the organs, the hormones, the way everything was interconnected and constantly communicating.

The deeper I studied, the more awe I felt. I fell in love.

The body seemed almost miraculous.

At the time, my fascination was largely anatomical. I wanted to understand the what of the body.

It turns out life had many lessons in store for me.

When I became pregnant, my relationship with the body changed completely.

No textbook could explain the profound mystery of growing another human being within my womb.

Day by day, I watched my body create new life from what seemed like nothing.

I witnessed firsthand an intelligence far beyond anything I had studied in nursing school.

Pregnancy taught me a new level of surrender.

This was my first initiation into the womb as a sacred vessel of creation.

A place where life, wisdom and mystery meet. A place where the conscious mind can not fully comprehend.

That experience opened a doorway that I, now see, I have been walking through ever since.

What began as a love of anatomy slowly became a love of the mystery and magic of embodiment.

What began as scientific curiosity evolved into a journey of healing, awakening and deep remembrance.

And then moonpause arrived and brought with it the awakening and the embodiment of The Mothercode.

Looking back now, I can see that moonpause was one of the two greatest initiations of my life.

If pregnancy taught me to trust the sacred intelligence of the physical womb, moonpause taught me to trust the intelligence of the sacred womb and the body.

In many ways, this was where my embodiment journey truly began, the journey from mind to matter.

Matter as in the mother.

Not because I had not been in my body before, but because I could no longer live from my mind alone.

As my hormones shifted and my sensitivity deepened, I found that I could no longer tolerate many of the things I had once been ablr to ignore.

My body became louder. More honest. More direct.

What I once viewed as symptoms slowly revealed themselves as messages.

As invitations.

Calls to pay attention. Calls to come home to myself, my body and the mother matrix.

Moonpause asked me to stop overriding my body and begin listening deeply.

To practice patience and to love myself as I loved others. To start putting on the oxygen mask on myself, so I could start giving from a filled cup.

As the mothercode awakened within me she asked me to start feeling rather than analyse.

To soften rather than push.

To trust the wisdom arising from within, rather than constantly searching for answers outside myself.

I started innerstanding that my body was not breaking down. She was waking up from a deep slumber.

And, so was I.

As I travelled deeper into this awakening, I found myself returning to many of the questions that first captivated me as a nursing student.

But now I was approaching them from a different place.

Not just through the mental mind.

But through lived embodied experience.

Through the energy body itself as the sacred intelligence of the body.

What fascinated me was discovering that many of the ancient wisdom traditions seemed to understand things about the body that modern science is only recently beginning to explain.

The ancient yogis spoke of Sushumna, the central channel running along the spine through which life force moves.

They described seven energetic centres, called chakras, located along this channel. These are spinning wheels of light within the body that, if they are not blocked ,provide essential lifeforce energy to our body and organs.

Sadly these chakra centers are blocked in most people living in western culture and the pharmaceutical companies are thriving from this.

Thousands of years later, it is discovered that these same locations of the chakra centers correspond remarkably closely with the major endocrine glands and nerve plexuses of the body.

The deeper I explored, the more I began to see the body as an extraordinary meeting place between science and mystery. A living temple of light.

The vagus nerve, often called the body's healing nerve, travels from the brain through the throat, heart, lungs and digestive organs, touching many of the same locations described in the ancient chakra system.

Many of the practices that have supported my own healing, breathwork, sacred sound, chanting, somatic meditation, sacred movement, Qi gong, energi healing and holistisc womb healing, are known to directly influence the vagus nerve and support nervous system regulation.

Only through a healed and inner balanced state can we start to access our higher levels of consciousness and our deep inner knowing.

"The ancients worshipped the Womb and considered it holy, a sacred place where the miracle of creation occurs. They revered the feminine energy as the source of creation. All of nature was seen as the Mother, women were seen as a part of nature, and the people worshipped the Divine Mother all over the Earth. Without being born from a mother’s Womb, a human incarnation is not possible." ~Mataji- Monika Penukonda

Ancient womb cave in Bulgaria.

I also began to innerstand something that changed the way I viewed the womb.

The womb is not simply a reproductive organ. She is our second brain, or even our first.

She is the throne of our feminine consciousness. She holds our vital lifeforce energy.

She is our center for creation and she communicates with the brain ( yang/spirit) through feelings and the nervous system.

In chinese philosophy the womb yin/water is our lower Dan Tien and the mind( yang/fire) is our upper Dan Tien.

The womb is deeply innervated and intimately connected to the nervous system, the hormonal system and our emotional experience.

She is in constant communication with the rest of the body.

The ancients knew this.

The priestesses knew this.

The indigenous healers and midwives know this.

The womb carries sacred intelligence. And she is the healer and medicine woman of the body.

She is deeply connected to the intelligence of the Earth mother and her cycles and rhythms.

The more I heal my sacred womb and awaken my inner mothercode, the more I feel this connection.

The more I remember that healing is simply remembering how to listen to the wind, the trees, the earth, the birds and the waters within and around us.

The indigenous people of the Earth and the animals never forgot this, they never unplugged from the mother matrix as we western humans did.

We forgot and got lost in the matrix of the mind. In chinese philosophy living in mind over matter only brings confusion.

Moonpause became the doorway through which I began remembering this.

It brought me home, not only to my own womb and body, but to the womb and body of the Earth herself.

I began to not only see, but feel that my body was never separate from nature.

She IS nature.

The same intelligence that moves the tides, opens flowers toward the sun, guides the migration of birds and turns the seasons, lives within us.

Mother Earth became my teacher, through her sacred plants.

She became my mirror, my guide and my healer.

And the deeper I rooted into her rhythms, the more I remembered my own.

Healing my sacred womb and body brought me home to the mother and unplugged me from the unintegrated mind matrix.

Today, I no longer see the body as merely a biological structure and a machine of different body parts as we were taught in nursing school.

I see her as a living temple.

A bridge between earth and heaven.

A place where anatomy meets sacred mystery.

Where physiology meets spirit and becomes one.

I see my healed sacred womb as the holy grail that receives the divine light and turns my body into The tree of life, she was destined to be.

And the tree tops and branches(yang) can not sustain without it's trunk and roots (yin).

And perhaps that is what this sacred journey has always been about.

Leaving home through forgetting and coming home through remembrance.

Home to the womb. Home to the Earth. Home to the sacred body in the co- creation of a new golden age.

I wonder what helps you remember?

What brings you home to your body and the earth?

Where might you have forgotten your body as sacred ?

Ahavah,

Akkirah Rose