This morning I dreamed that I was pushing away an unwanted sexual force, a rape, and I had strength to do it. To my surprise, I looked down and found I had male parts, but just as suddenly I started to shed my skin. I ate it, feeling it nurture me, until I had what I needed inside. My skin kept peeling. The more I pulled, the more whole I felt. I transformed again into a woman. I felt a sensuality to the core, my heart opening as though a Georgia O’Keeffe flower blossomed with lily folds and pure white desert light.
I often wake with anxiety. This morning, there was a deeper peace, a peace within my body.
Mother Eve whispered her garden wisdom.