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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
✨✨✨
By Francesca Rose SwanWelcome 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
✨✨✨