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Welcome to my Heart.

Weaving

the womb is the original and most ancient doorway to the grandmothers of our lineage. it is an ancient thread that weaves together each woman who has ever walked before, and who will ever walk after. within your living womb, are all the stories of y
there are forces that wish to see the ancient medicine of primal emotions slowly syphoned from the feminine. there are forces that tried to take this embodied wisdom from our grandmothers and all the women in our lineage who walked before us. there
“all the eggs a woman will ever carry form in her ovaries while she is a four-month-old fetus in the womb of her mother. this means our cellular life as an egg begins in the womb of our grandmother. each of us spent five months in our grandmoth
𝑰𝑡 𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑢𝑡 𝑩𝑢𝑡𝑬 π‘ͺ𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑴𝑢𝑡𝒀 𝑰𝑡𝑽𝑰𝑻𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑢𝑡 :: there is an undeniable calling within the depths of woman to return to her true, wild, sovereign essence. there is a hunger so strong to remember her primal, ancestral, wild feminin
may rest also be seen as ceremony // written for the women holding multiple worlds, reviving the past, weaving the future, and tending to all that is present πŸ•ΈοΈ
messages from the ancestors // in this lifetime, there is no teacher, for there is nothing to teach. there is only deep distortion to purge to remember what is so powerful they wanted us to forget. may we return our loyalty to the mysteries of the ea

Poetry in Motion /

Writings /

Olivia Westerman Olivia Westerman

Lost Rites of Passage

i needed my papa to teach me to scream to the abyss

i needed him to hold me while I freaked the fuck out! i am on Earth!

i am on Earth..

it hurts to be on earth, dad…

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Olivia Westerman Olivia Westerman

Scars as Medicine

there are scars on my body that you cannot see, a map of pain that i will not show you until i trust you…

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