Her Nectar.
Her nectar
Huile sur toile
100x173cm
Sit down and close your eyes. Feel your body carried with love by the earth, and your soul and spirit welcomed and embraced by the skies. You are here, as you are, safe, and loved. The moon is here for you, watching over you, pouring her sacred nectar as your baptism. This magic nectar, dripping with golden or silvered sparkles, is the exact same nectar flowing through your veins. Feel this sacred life, sacred woman, as this nectar drips over your hair, your eyes, your nose, taste it on your lips, feel it dripping down to your neck, your breast, your belly button, your womb, your beautiful legs, forming a silver flow of water nourishing the earth. And let the earth give it back to you. This golden nectar, nourishing your womb, infusing your veins, your words and thoughts.
Sacred woman. Your nectar is of the richness of gold. Feel its connection, this divine line between the moon, your heart and soul, and the earth. It's unbelievable but true and right here, who you are, this creature, divine creation, forever and always carried by the constellations and soul. You are made of gold. You taste divine. You are divinely beautiful.
This is a gift to women, our ancestors, the ignored, the suppressed, the silent, the loud, the witches and maiden, the learners and teachers. Whoever you are, this nectar is a power none can reach and steal from you.
Her nectar
Huile sur toile
100x173cm
Sit down and close your eyes. Feel your body carried with love by the earth, and your soul and spirit welcomed and embraced by the skies. You are here, as you are, safe, and loved. The moon is here for you, watching over you, pouring her sacred nectar as your baptism. This magic nectar, dripping with golden or silvered sparkles, is the exact same nectar flowing through your veins. Feel this sacred life, sacred woman, as this nectar drips over your hair, your eyes, your nose, taste it on your lips, feel it dripping down to your neck, your breast, your belly button, your womb, your beautiful legs, forming a silver flow of water nourishing the earth. And let the earth give it back to you. This golden nectar, nourishing your womb, infusing your veins, your words and thoughts.
Sacred woman. Your nectar is of the richness of gold. Feel its connection, this divine line between the moon, your heart and soul, and the earth. It's unbelievable but true and right here, who you are, this creature, divine creation, forever and always carried by the constellations and soul. You are made of gold. You taste divine. You are divinely beautiful.
This is a gift to women, our ancestors, the ignored, the suppressed, the silent, the loud, the witches and maiden, the learners and teachers. Whoever you are, this nectar is a power none can reach and steal from you.
Her nectar
Huile sur toile
100x173cm
Sit down and close your eyes. Feel your body carried with love by the earth, and your soul and spirit welcomed and embraced by the skies. You are here, as you are, safe, and loved. The moon is here for you, watching over you, pouring her sacred nectar as your baptism. This magic nectar, dripping with golden or silvered sparkles, is the exact same nectar flowing through your veins. Feel this sacred life, sacred woman, as this nectar drips over your hair, your eyes, your nose, taste it on your lips, feel it dripping down to your neck, your breast, your belly button, your womb, your beautiful legs, forming a silver flow of water nourishing the earth. And let the earth give it back to you. This golden nectar, nourishing your womb, infusing your veins, your words and thoughts.
Sacred woman. Your nectar is of the richness of gold. Feel its connection, this divine line between the moon, your heart and soul, and the earth. It's unbelievable but true and right here, who you are, this creature, divine creation, forever and always carried by the constellations and soul. You are made of gold. You taste divine. You are divinely beautiful.
This is a gift to women, our ancestors, the ignored, the suppressed, the silent, the loud, the witches and maiden, the learners and teachers. Whoever you are, this nectar is a power none can reach and steal from you.