What freedom can be found in remembering that we are OF the earth, not separate from Her?
One day, during the Covid lockdown, I looked in the mirror and noticed how far I had come from my typical ‘out in the world’ self: with my wild
hair, ragged pajama bottoms, and, yes, I noticed how I smelled.
But this intrigued me and inspired an exploration into what it would feel like to surrender to our natural selves, our original selves, without trying to hide and cover up so much.
A “Woman of the Earth” is a dive into the beauty of all that we are. That reflects the life we have lived. From the silver scars of childbirth to the roundness of our hips to the lines that are our laugh lines, grief lines, may this Woman give you permission to be yourself.