Welcome to Muse Motherhood! I am your Host Francesca Rose Swan. Mother of two, Shamanic Birth Keeper & Guardian of the Rose Lineage.

This first episode is all about introducing you to Muse Motherhood & sharing with you the intricate initiation of Motherhood which has been the creative cauldron for this podcast.

I speak to the Rose & the Thorn, becoming a Doula, Midwifery Training and my work with Plant Medicines as my journey into holding space.

Come receive the transmissions and spiral with me.

Find us on Instragram muse_Motherhood

The death of a Maiden

A death

Took place

On that tender morn

Ripples cascade

As the Universe spirals

To bring you

Into my arms

The threshold is crossed

And behind

I leave her

Quaking

Blood dripping down

My thighs

I exhale

In primal bliss

As the raw burning

Of my heart

Merges

With the burning

Of a fair maiden

Many lives she has lived

And died

As a witch

A woman

A walker of these sacred lands

She becomes in the night

A mother

A force

A dragon of these realms

She rides undulations

Of cosmic power

Through her flesh

her bones

She brings home the divine

A rider she is

Through this cosmic abyss

To initiate

The holy

On this plane

She cries out

For the days now gone

Where freedom

She did roam

She walks her path

With grief in her heart

For the sweet gift of service

Becomes her

Engulfed in the flames

All that remains

In the force of the

Dragon mother

A Creatrix

Of the one true matrix

Birther of all life

✨✨✨

Welcome to Muse Motherhood! I am your Host Francesca Rose Swan. Mother of two, Shamanic Birth Keeper & Guardian of the Rose Lineage.

This first episode is all about introducing you to Muse Motherhood & sharing with you the intricate initiation of Motherhood which has been the creative cauldron for this podcast.

I speak to the Rose & the Thorn, becoming a Doula, Midwifery Training and my work with Plant Medicines as my journey into holding space.

Come receive the transmissions and spiral with me.

Find us on Instragram muse_Motherhood

The death of a Maiden

A death

Took place

On that tender morn

Ripples cascade

As the Universe spirals

To bring you

Into my arms

The threshold is crossed

And behind

I leave her

Quaking

Blood dripping down

My thighs

I exhale

In primal bliss

As the raw burning

Of my heart

Merges

With the burning

Of a fair maiden

Many lives she has lived

And died

As a witch

A woman

A walker of these sacred lands

She becomes in the night

A mother

A force

A dragon of these realms

She rides undulations

Of cosmic power

Through her flesh

her bones

She brings home the divine

A rider she is

Through this cosmic abyss

To initiate

The holy

On this plane

She cries out

For the days now gone

Where freedom

She did roam

She walks her path

With grief in her heart

For the sweet gift of service

Becomes her

Engulfed in the flames

All that remains

In the force of the

Dragon mother

A Creatrix

Of the one true matrix

Birther of all life

✨✨✨