When the Womb Wants to Rest Back into the Body
June 24,2025 Today, while reflecting on the deeper shifts in my body, I realized something that feels subtle on the outside but seismic on the inside. Lately, I've been noticing how my posture is almost always leaning forward. My womb, my belly, my energy they tend to push out, lead, anticipate, go toward. It’s not tension or sucking in, it’s more like this constant outward slope. And underneath that, there’s pain. Deep, tender, woven into the very tissues of my womb space.
At the gym, I tuned into it more consciously. I began energy work not from mental intention, but from deep embodiment. I traced the energy of my womb downward, intentionally trying to connect it with my root. I imagined the inner walls pulling inward and back, like the womb wanted to rest into the body, not lead from the front.
And I realized:
“I’ve been leading with my womb. And she’s tired.”
The Pattern Beneath the Pain:
This forward posture isn’t just physical. It’s energetic architecture an echo of a time when I felt I had to anticipate life, protect others, or move toward everything before it got to me.
It’s the posture of:
The martyr
The mother to everyone but herself
The one who holds space without being held
The anticipator, the protector, the one who always sees what's coming before it arrives
And now, my body is saying:
“No more.”
The Return to the Vertical Axis:
As I slowed down, I worked to re-center my energy not just grounding, but aligning up my spine, all the way through to my crown.
I wasn’t trying to “look spiritual” or “stand straight” I was trying to restore the core. The true core not just abs, but the energetic spine that holds me from root to crown.
And in that alignment, I heard the message clearly:
“Stop projecting your sacredness forward. Let it rest inside. Let your womb be a sanctuary, not a signal tower.”
A Deeper Teaching Emerged:
I realized this womb pain is connected to what I allowed into my field before I understood its sanctity.
Back then, I let people walk right into my temple my energy, my body, my presence without discernment. I led with my womb and with my light, not knowing that this level of access must be earned. And in doing so, I distorted the very thing I was trying to offer.
Now I know:
Not all help is helpful.
Not all openness is love.
Not everyone is ready for the sacred.
The womb is not a landing pad for projections.
She is the sanctum of the Divine Feminine.
And she wants to rest back into the body.
Not to hide but to root.
Not to collapse but to stabilize.
Not to be seen but to be held.
Integration Code:
Stop offering what they haven’t earned. Let the womb come home to herself. Let the spine hold you now.
