• Kate

The Rite of the Womb

Updated: Oct 23, 2019

During the Lionsgate for 2019 I was nudged, called, pushed, whatever you call intuitive thought, to book myself in for an holistic massage. On the last day of the window for this year I went to see my trusted practitioner; from a previous session with her I (thought I) knew we were going to work through the heart wall I had put in place - it was time for it to come down.

The night before the appointment my guide told me, "tomorrow is going to be hard work, you're ready and you need to trust her. Say yes to whatever she says, I'll be there, I'll guide her work. She can be trusted completely."

And so, with this in my mind, off I went to the appointment knowing as much as it was going to be tough, it was necessary. And it would all be okay.

Sitting and talking about what I wished to address, my therapist started saying "are you okay with... no, I'm being told that you need me to... but I don't have... okay I'll use rose quartz... but... they're telling me it will be fine. Okay, so I'm being told that I am to gift you The Rite of the Womb. Would you like that?"

Without hesitation I said yes. I had absolutely no idea what the Rite of the Womb was, all I had was blind trust of what I was told and belief that the Universe | Mother Goddess | Spirit | whomever, was orchestrating exactly what I needed.

There was a time, not too long ago that I would have hesitated. I would have asked for more information and I would have needed time to make a decision. Trust was an issue, survival and safety were my primary concerns. I now only allow people I trust completely to work on me and so saying yes, regardless of the lack of information was easy.

She organised an impromptu ritual then and there and gifted me The Rite of the Womb. I felt it in my body, and I was brought to the brink of tears. Never in my life have I felt such a gentle yet profoundly powerful stirring in my womb space. This was a powerful ancient love. Not even when I was pregnant did it feel like this.

This is a Rite for honour. It is a Rite for creativity. It is a Rite to power. And I'm not talking external power that can be fleeting; I'm talking about womb power. The internal fortitude to create, to give life, to know beyond doubt that the feminine is undeniably powerful. It is the reason that patriarchy has fear of the feminine. It is this power that is and will continue to change and save our world.

And damn but if I didn't feel it. Things were shed and shifted that day and I am different. I still don't know how and I know there is still more work to be done but for a woman who carried the hurt, trauma, emotions, pain, and sadness of my entire maternal line for ancient generations I know this gifted Rite is another step on the path of the work I am doing for my women ancestors.

As I tend to do, on returning home I researched and learned about The Rite of the Womb and the ritual that surrounds it. I am able to pass this Rite on to women to help them shed and shift trauma, pain, and fear that sits in their womb space. It is a ceremony to reconnect us to the power of our womb, to create, to bring to life, and to honour ourselves as powerful women on a healing journey for ourselves, our mothers, our sisters, daughters, and for the Earth herself.

If you are interested in receiving this Rite of the Womb please, contact me, I would be honoured to reconnect you to the seat of your Amazonian power.

For more information on The Rite of the Womb please visit The Rite of the Womb

0405 131 250

PO Box 119 Highbury SA 5089

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