Threads of communion
Letter nine | Moon nine | Sacred relationship and the feminine field
Dear You,
The feminine knows: We’re not separate, we exist in the soft spaces where breath meets breath, hands meet earth, and glance meets glance.
The sacred feminine doesn’t just live within us; she lives in the spaces between. She’s the thread that binds body to body, earth to sky, water to moon.
On this new moon let’s reflect on those threads of intimacy, kinship, reciprocity, and what it means to be in a sacred relationship in a world that forgets we belong to one another.
We live in a culture that prefers to look the other way. That teaches us to be independent rather than connected, to exploit and view the land only as a backdrop, to see our bodies as machines.
The sacred feminine whispers a different truth: We are made to be in communion. With our bodies, with the bodies of others, with the land beneath us, with the unseen that pulses around us.
Intimacy isn’t only romantic. It’s how we meet the world, with reverence, attention and tenderness. It’s eye contact, silence that doesn’t need to be filled,
It’s making tea for a grieving friend. It’s placing yourself gently on the ground.
To be intimate is to be present, making space for the other, not to possess, but to listen. And to let yourself be seen, not curated, but real.
Sometimes I feel that field between myself and another person, before words are spoken; we’ve all felt it - that energetic thread, that intuitive knowing… When I look a little deeper, I sense that something sacred is moving in that space. It’s not only between people; it also happens with trees (why else would people hug them), plants, flowers, water, landscapes, and animals, for many, although not in my case, except perhaps with cats and butterflies sometimes.
Question: Do we discuss this kind of knowing enough?
This web of soft connection, this feminine way of perceiving, not just with the mind, but with the whole self. This is what a sacred relationship feels like. To be met, to be received, no performance, no pretence.
Small moments of enormity.
The sacred feminine doesn’t just ask us to go within; she asks us to reach toward. To notice what lives in the space between things, to tend to the threads that make us feel human, and holy. We’re not separate, we’re part of this living weave. To be in sacred relationship is to remember that we belong.
Claire x