Honouring the Bones

My sister,
I honour your bones.
I cradle your bones,
As we are cradled in the palm of the Great Mother

I honour your stories.
I honour the stories you hold in your bones.
The stories of life and death and birth and grief and living.

I see you.
I see the strength,
The strength and love and courage in your bones.
I see you sister, daughter, mother, grandmother.
I see the ancestors.
I see them walking in your bones.

My sister,
I love you.
I love and honour you.
I love and honour the bones of you.
As I hold and honour you,
So do you honour me.



I offer a ceremony of 'Closing the Bones' as part of my healing practice for women.  These words arose from deep within as I contemplated this work.

The sculpture in the image is 'Cradle Woman' by Ember Vincent (www.embervincent.co.uk)