This Womb of God lives at the root of all religion. The opening Hebrew words of Genesis, B’rashith, are usually translated as “In the beginning,” but there is a deeper and more occult meaning that has been lost, or deliberately obscured, which is translated as “In the Womb,” referring to the cosmic feminine generative force that birthed all creatio

Your hidden feminine essence transmits the untamed spirals of the primordial life force, Shakti, initiating others into the mystery of life. She is emerging from a long slumber. Can you feel her energy pulsing inside? She has been sleeping on primeval forest floors, steeped in fertile soils, flowing in crystal-clear rivers.

Buddhism also contains the threads of a deep womb lore. The root word buddh means “to know,” and is equivalent to the indigenous Evenki word shaman, “one who knows.” Knowing or wisdom was believed to be gifted by the feminine consciousness and her divine elixirs.

When we speak of the Womb, we refer to more than a physical organ within a female body—although this sacred site is brimming with creative magic. We refer also in a greater sense to an energetic, multidimensional portal, a bridge between worlds, that lives within us whether we have a physical womb or not.

Like the menstrual mysteries of old that were associated with the dark phase of the moon, cosmologic rebirth also happens through the river of darkness. This pattern is reflected again and again at each level of existence, from the microcosm to the macrocosm. We see it as well in the caterpillar who encloses itself in a dark and silent cocoon to di

What a joy it was to realize that our flesh is sacred, not sinful. Our body is the temple.

Our feminine essence is wild innocence. It is flowing in every womb this very moment—waiting to come out and play and be fully expressed and enjoyed in pure love, and shared with the masculine, who has the complementary, beautiful blueprint of this wild innocent energy.

In the Kabbalistic work the Zohar, the first divine emanation is described as botsina de-qardinuta, “a spark of impenetrable darkness,” which is so radiant that it cannot be seen.

Even if all the light of the stars and suns were to disappear, her primordial darkness would remain and birth the universe anew. She is the center, the spinner, the dissolver.