by Rebecca Cavender | acceptance, big girls, body image, divine feminine, Snake medicine, writing
What if you knew your body to be a landscape? What if you honored this body-land the same way you honor the mountain in the distance, the ocean’s shore kissing your feet, the wild bluff that overlooks a valley of basalt, cut deep? Have you ever ridiculed the way a...
by Rebecca Cavender | divine feminine, sacred self-expression, Snake medicine, writing
Recently, I wrote more about the path of the Snake Priestess and what this means to me. It’s something that’s unfolding. A remembrance. Ultimately, it’s about the mysteries of life: creation, dissolution, and regeneration. (Those words are chosen...
by Rebecca Cavender | divine feminine, Snake medicine, vulnerability, writing
I felt nervous to post this photo. I’ve been sitting on it for a month. I took it while I was doing solo snake practices. Mirror work. It’s “too much.” “Too raw.” “Too exposed.” “I’ll get judged.” But,...
by Rebecca Cavender | big girls, body image, divine feminine, freedom, sacred self-expression, self-honor, Snake medicine, writing
YOU ARE A BODY OF LOVE To get here—to where you are right now—much had to be released. This is always the way. It’s necessary to make space for the passionate heart to take root and grow. Perhaps, this year, you’ve faced challenges that pulled on you and weighed...
by Rebecca Cavender | acceptance, autism & girls, autism writings, changing stories, divine feminine, healing, intuition, self-love, vulnerability |
“Tonight I can write the saddest lines…” Neruda’s sentiments echo through me this evening as I recall my 10 year old daughter’s words: “I don’t think it’s smart to keep being myself. It makes things worse. People say I’m weird, crazy, psycho, strange. I think I have...
by Rebecca Cavender | anger, divine feminine, self-love, taking a stand
There are times we need to call on the forces of anger … anger that rises to inform us of when a line has been crossed, when a boundary has been obliterated, or when we turned our backs on ourselves, forgetting we are powerful beings of beauty. I’ve had a challenging...
