Dearest Woman, 

THE GATE TO T H E  W O M E N ’ S  G R O V E  IS CLOSED FOR A SEASON OF TRANSFORMATION.

WE’ll BE BACK SOON…

As we move through times that require a delicate balance of ferocity and tenderness, may this poem give you strength and hope…

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when it gets 

harsh as it does 

and it will

still 

get out of bed 

stand up 

show up 

for every little funeral 

and the big ones too 

hold to the thing 

that hasn’t 

and never will 

be taken  

what you know 

the feminine cycles

die to give birth 

anew

and if you 

know nothing about this truth 

start today

pull out a part 

of your own heart with your bare hands 

let it die there

close to your body

pulsing 

whisper with tenderness

and 

blood

notice  

the beauty it was

necessary 

then 

blow it forward

like a dandelion 

on the wind this 

letting go

and shedding 

rebirthing 

its

not a sprint 

endure

and when 

wild heat breaks – 

breathe 

take yourself to places 

that lift you so high you almost

float free

what’s next 

another wave 

the midwife within

will show the way

brave 

the experience 

between

stretch 

it 

with your presence

feel 

and feed

the longing 

the essence 

of something better

create 

it

craft and shape 

with your worship

the greatness 

that only you can make

from 

this mess

– by Marianah Jade

 

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Until we meet again… 

With love,

M