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This is a slow and steady pathway of walking devotion in the rhythm of the Earth. A remembering of the old ways—of tending, of witnessing, of working with what is already here.
A feminine and relational path weaving yourself into relationship—with the mushrooms, with your own inner knowing, and with the wisdom of the womb as the original altar of creation.
Mushrooms whispering the secrets of the unseen, weaving the threads of life beneath our feet in the soft darkness. The womb is a portal of wisdom, a living altar, holding the stories of our lineage, our intuition, and our deepest knowing.
Both share unseen intelligence, stretching in all directions, whispering in the language of decomposition and bloom, of surrender and becoming. The mycelium knows what the feminine has always known—that creation is not linear, that birth and decay are lovers, that cycles hold their medicine and the work in the dark informs, shapes, deepens what expresses itself above the soil.
The feminine and the mycelial move in the same way—slow, relational, unseen until the moment is ripe. They do not force. They do not rush. They listen. They tend. They weave.
We will journey together in a sacred way, tending to the wisdom of both—the mushrooms and the womb, the Earth and the body, the seen and unseen. This path is for those who feel the call to step into deeper relationship with mushrooms as medicine, to cultivate and grow them with reverence, to explore the medicine as a teacher for healing, and to remember the womb as a sacred space of creation and transformation.
It is for the ones who hear the quiet call. Who feel the pull of the mushrooms in their dreams, their bodies, their bones. Who know that medicine is how we listen, how we move, how we belong.
We will walk the teachings rooted in the way of the Grandmas, honoring the sacred art of medicine-making, and exploring the many ways to come into relationship with these ancient allies. We will listen to the whispers of the Earth, learn the subtle language of the medicine, and embody the way of life as ceremony.
The mushrooms will show you. The womb will hold you. The web is already woven for you to hold yourself as both medicine and alter.
Deepen your intimacy with trust, of the way of who you are, cultivating your own medicines and working with original alters.
This is not an offering about facilitating medicine for others. It is about walking in integrity, learning to grow and tend your own medicine, and remembering how to listen.
The mushrooms know the way.
Are you ready to follow ?!
Women and MushWombs:
9 month commitment
Investment $490/month
Small Intimate group of Women
Start date SPRING: March 30th New Moon
FORMAT
Reach out with interest!
We do not rush.
Beneath the surface, in the quiet dark, we weave unseen. Our work is slow, patient, inevitable.
We are the keepers of decomposition, the tenders of memory, the architects of rebirth.
We do not fear the rot.
We know that breaking down is a part of becoming. That the richest soil is born from surrender.
That wisdom is whispered in the soft places—where what once was is undone, so that something new may emerge.
We bloom when it is time.
Not a moment too soon, nor a breath too late. When the rain kisses the earth and the conditions are right, we rise—not for spectacle, but because the moment has come. We are the fruit of the unseen, the messengers of the hidden world, the bridge between what has been and what will be.
We are here to remind you:
There is no need to hurry.
The unraveling is sacred.
The timing is already written.
Trust the dark. Trust the bloom. Trust the unseen weaving of it all.
I am here to serve the plants, the fungi, the medicine of women and our relationship to the natural world.
For over two decades, I have walked alongside women—bearing witness to their stories, their bodies, their births, and the unfolding of their deepest wisdom. I have sat at the feet of birth, in service to life’s mysteries, learning the language of cycles, surrender, and the unseen forces that shape us. This work has been my devotion, a weaving of presence, reverence, and trust in the timing of all things.
Nearly a decade ago, the mushrooms called me into deeper relationship, inviting me into the sacred work of decomposition, remembrance, and bloom. In their quiet, I have learned to listen. In their dark, I have learned to trust. In their unfolding, I have learned the art of right timing. They have taught me that wisdom is grown in the unseen places, that expression comes when it is ready, and that all things—when held with care—return to nourish the whole.
This journey is not one of mastery, but of relationship. I walk here with devotion, learning alongside the mycelium, the womb, and the wisdom we all carry within. It is my deepest joy to share this remembering with you.