Sacred Sons, A Return Home
Sacred Sons: Come Home Beloved brothers, it's time to come home. Allow your armour to fall. Allow your battle scars to be kissed and blessed. Allow yourself to return home. Back to perfect innocence. Back to perfect acceptance. Beloved brothers, you are loved, you are perfect, you are whole. Allow all the fight and burden to fall as Abigail's love journeys you through the sacred temple of womb consciousness to access the Mother Shekina template with channelled drum Icaros and dance. This is a deep devotion to you Brothers. Dear sister, if you feel called, you may hold space as a loving, humbled and honoured witness. Please bring a mat , blanket and water.