Nirvana Awaits
Posted on: May 27, 2025
An invocation. And a reply.
Personal musings from my Lunar Return on the New Moon in Gemini, conjoining my 6°♊︎ Moon Chiron Ceres in the 12th House. My other 12th House and centaur couple, Mars and Chariklo, today also begin their transit with Uranus jolting in conjunction to them.
This is how my personal ceremony began.
Spinning new scripts. Remembering.
I called upon my maternal line, breathing space for the deep wounds and unspoken grief of The Mothers. Their tears became the rains, birthing daughters who now remember. Rewriting the story of lament, moving from sorrow to triumph, from forgetfulness to ecstatic resurgence. The Great Mother’s Story lives in us all. ✨
From the cosmic womb, a clarion call: “Remember!”
No longer. No daughter shall bear the pain of forgetfulness, no womb birth generations of pain. All cells recoded by the incanted prayers of daughters and sons who remember. The Daughters of Dragons rise, veins pulsing with liquid gold. Silver Knights anchor the dream.
Nirvana Awaits
I call upon my maternal line
The pain and suffering my own mother endured. Her devastating grief and loss, her healing gifts and unconditional love.
I call upon her mother’s sorrow, her grief and affliction, her love and empathy.
I call upon my grandmother’s mother’s suffering and healings.
I speak to you for you live in my cells, my womb, in my breath.
I call on the great wounds of the mothers, the tremendous sacrifices and pains embodied and sustained, their unspoken grief, their silent prayers, their heartache and tears…
I call upon my cells to remember, I breathe space for them to be witnessed, this is what they narrate to me:
Be blessed by those tears that became the rains, that fed the soil, that birthed their daughters.
Daughters that had forgotten their Great Mother’s Gift
Daughters that birth daughters
Until the echo of silent voices became a clarion call from deep in the womb.
A call to remember.
A call to return and rewrite the story of her lament.
I remember. I feel your pain. I live it into existence, I breathe it in and hear it out. I live it in love, lost no longer.
Bridged by the loving witness,
Breathe you to me, and me to Thee.
From forgetfulness, comes remembrance.
From sorrow, triumph.
From acceptance, alchemy
Of the aching pain comes the labour of love.
Ecstatic Resurgence.
The key to unlock the door, found.
No longer lost in the wails of existence,
Her Great Mother’s Story lives and breathes
In you and me,
In the Earth’s pulse and the Wind’s breath
In the Star’s rays and the Ocean’s waves.
From this great void, the unseen space, retrieved from the woven stories of the Cosmic Womb, hear the compassion and courage exclaim:
”Remember!”
No daughter shall bear the pain of forgetfulness.
No womb shall birth generations of pain
No seed shall carry the codes of shame
All cells recoded from the incanted prayers of the daughters and sons that remember.
We breathe, and the waves of change undulate through your cells with the rising Sister Stars.
It lives in the void of the All Seeing Eye,
The Black Diamond that is emerging as the collective remembers,
Her womb mysteries resurrected from the pressure of oppression.
The Daughters of Dragons – rise from your slumber and hiding, awakened from the tear-drenched earth and sorrow stricken skies.
Your veins pulse with liquid Gold, inky Navy and effervescent Lilac.
The Silver Knights and Sons of Passion and Purity that returned for this Dawn – anchor the dream, breathe in the frequencies that flow from the chalice, protect the grail.
Nirvana awaits…
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Written in ceremony to the New Moon and completed as the bird’s song calls me back to reality as the Moon rises in the East.
Grateful for the New Moon at 6°Gemini conjoining my natal Moon Chiron for a mighty lunar return, while Uranus conjoins my natal Mars Chariklo – both Moon and Mars in my 12th House, and Pluto Squares my 3°♉︎ Sun Lilith opposite Pluto.
27th May 2025
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