Azra Bertrand

“Many people experience only the “theory of love” in this world, in which they “know” or “think” they are loved—but do not receive this love in a deeply embodied way. Often we look back on our “perfect” childhoods and cannot fathom where our deep emotional injuries have come from. Our parents love us, they say they love us and we know they love us; they fed and clothed us, worried about us, and took care of us to the best of their abilities. But often, at best, we have only been receiving the theory of love, and at worst we have been on the receiving end of emotional abuse or control, either subtle or overt. Primordial Love means original love, our first love—which extends from the Source of Creation deep into every cell of our being and every quality of our soul. In physical form it is given from a deeply loving heart presence; it is intimate, playful, sensual, sensitive, responsive, feeling, emotionally intelligent, kind, intuitive. When we have not received enough true primordial Love, we resist it and feel overwhelmed and out of control when we receive love—as if it is destroying the safe barrier we have erected around ourselves. Like a bud, we need to trust and open to deeply embodied love; to allow the “sunshine” in to nourish us and bring us back to life again. When we are touched by primordial Love we feel truly seen, felt, and received at a soul level. Our physical bioenergetic and spiritual pathways open to intimate connection with others, with earth, with animals, with All of existence. Primordial Love wires our physical, neural, and soulful pathways to become a living chalice for Love. We become wired to receive love from all sources, physical and nonphysical, and to trust in loving touch. From this embodied place we can truly give love to others and pass the gift of love on, rather than passing forward paradigms of lack, sacrifice, and suffering.”
― Azra Bertrand, Womb Awakening: Initiatory Wisdom from the Creatrix of All Life

“I arrive suspended above the Cauldron of Wisdom. There are crones gathered all around the Cauldron of Wisdom. I ask if I can sip from the Cauldron of Wisdom. “Anything you want, my dear,” they reply, laughing. They begin to lower me into the cauldron, laughing again, saying, “The cauldron’s sipping you! Time to rebirth from the earth.” I swim deep in the cauldron. It is full of green dragons. There are earth dragons and water dragons and we swim around together. When I’m fully soaked, the crones pull me out. They give me the gift of tongues, the gift of wands, the gift of words, the poetry of the birds: “You are our daughter, lover, sister, mother—birth well, my dear.”
― Azra Bertrand, Womb Awakening: Initiatory Wisdom from the Creatrix of All Life