Gold Dust Woman

She lounges in bloomers to catch a vibe...Adorns her womb in the golden light of Earth, spoken through the petals of a marigold flower. Channels the God(dess) by becoming the channel - ritual self care, dusting the skin in a shimmer, the shade of love. Flowing & Glowing..."Bleed on Sister" - feeling into the moment, the menarche, the monarch, the butterfly. Walking through the desert of mind in shit kickers and bangles, burning signal for spirit, bleeding and blurring the lines, in the liminal. Offering, offering, offering...