I think women have a privilege and a curse, of being connected to the moon. Our own internal tides take over our bodies and minds, this can either cause symphony or discord. Women ‘s cycles will synchronise with one another, without them even realising it. There is so much more going on than we can know.
The great privilege is that women have the capacity to bring forth life from this connection. I wonder whether humans would exist at all if it weren’t for the moon that has imposed its cycles upon us, and how evolution would have been completely different.
This doodle is a sort of celebration of the feminine. The woman is offering herself openly to the moon and they exchange their energy. Or that’s the idea of it.
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