Cosmika

Last night, 15 women gathered around the fire at Bi***es Ablaze and released the contracts they no longer agree to: people pleaser, approval seeker, outcast, ect. Patterns we’ve outgrown, identities we never chose, roles we played to stay safe or loved.

One by one, those contracts went into the flames. I tended that fire and somewhere in the burning, the ashes of the contracts joined together and folded themselves into the shape of a giant rose and it stayed for a long time. I got to witness it bloom and hold its shape in the heart of the fire.

That rose is what’s underneath all the contracts. It’s collective feminine wisdom. It’s what’s left when a group of women stop performing and start remembering who they really are.🌹🔥