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Stories, poetry & general musings of Rebecca Haywood, a modern-day Shaman with a penchant for bringing the divine into the human experience.

Womb Autonomy: Teotihuacán, 2023

Standing in the Plaza of Water, we prepared ourselves for the deep womb work that comes at the Healing Well in the Temple of Women. This was unprecedented— to visit the Temple of Women on the first day of a journey. But it was what the ancestors of Teotihuacán asked of us.


We began at the Pyramid of the Moon and the home of Chalchiuhtlicue, the goddess of earth water—lakes, rivers, seas, and baptism. We brought water to her, asking for her blessing that it may be healing waters for our journey and for this land. And by the magic of Teotihuacán, the water was held in a beautiful urn that I had dreamt of the night before—decorated with the face of her husband, Tlaloc the god of rain. It sat there in a little shop waiting for us as we entered the temple grounds.


And she seemed to approve because she answered our asking and gave us even more— an offering of womb autonomy… to cut the energetic umbilical cord with our biological mothers. It was beautiful… it could only be severed with absolute gratitude. And so you can imagine the walk of healing that each had to complete before they could truly wield the obsidian knife leant to us by our brother @granpucherrin.


We then carried this healing water (and the now reclaimed waters of our wombs) to the Temple of Women to release the trauma of our lineage. It was as powerful as it always is and yet with a sweetness that held each student and whispered of the love they were born to be.


And when we emerged from the temple, Tlaloc blessed us with a soul soaking storm that seemed to match all that had been released— a much needed rain for the parched lands of Teotihuacán and for all of us thirsting for the return of Life.


More to share from this day but for now, just drink, and know that you drink for every mother from here to Gaza and all those lost in the fractured in-between.


One womb, many hearts.

I love you.

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