Uterus:: The voice of Utter Wisdom
This post is for all women born with a uterus, even after hysterectomy her energetic blueprint is still there. She is a hologram, she carries the blue print of the womb of creation herself, it is my hope that as you read this post dear friend, that you enter the mystery and magick that you are xx Jadee
The uterus isn’t just an organ. She’s a voice.
In fact, if you listen to the word itself you can hear it: utter. To speak. To give voice. To bring something into being.
She was never designed to be silent.
She, the uterus, speaks long before the mind understands. She speaks through sensation, through tightening and softening, through longing, ache, pleasure, and sometimes pain. She speaks in rhythm and timing, in attraction and aversion, in the subtle pull toward what feels right and the quiet recoil from what does not.
She doesn’t shout in words. She whispers in the body.
And she remembers.
The womb holds memory in a way that isn’t linear. She remembers experiences that were never fully witnessed: moments of love, moments of harm, moments of endurance where choice wasn’t available.
She remembers touch and absence. She remembers what was welcomed and what was endured. When something couldn’t be spoken at the time, it didn’t disappear. It settled into the body, into the tissues, into the nervous system, waiting for a moment when it might finally be heard.
That’s why pain sometimes lives there. Not because the womb is broken, but because she is loyal. She keeps what has not yet been spoken. She carries grief that had no language, fear that had nowhere to land, desire that was shamed or interrupted.
She also carries the stories of the women who came before us. Their survival strategies, vigilance, beliefs about love, safety, and sacrifice that once kept them alive.
Often, when the uterus speaks through discomfort or contraction, she’s not saying something is wrong with you. She’s saying something once happened without enough support. She’s saying something here needs listening, not fixing.
Building a relationship with the uterus isn’t about controlling her or clearing her out. It’s about learning how to listen without rushing. She doesn’t open under pressure. She opens in safety. Warmth. Stillness. Consent.
When we slow down and place a gentle awareness with her, we begin to notice her language.
Her voice is simple, actually. Yes or no. Expand or retreat. Stay or pause. The mind wants explanations. The womb wants presence. She wants to know you’re here and that you’re not going to override her again.
Sometimes what she’s uttering isn’t about now at all. It’s an echo from another time yours or your ancestors’. And when you can gently orient her to the present, remind her that you are grown, resourced, and sovereign now, something softens. Trust begins to form.
As that trust deepens, the voice of the uterus becomes clearer.
Discernment sharpens. Attraction becomes more honest. Boundaries strengthen. Pleasure feels safer. Self-betrayal becomes harder to tolerate, not because you’re rigid, but because you’re finally listening.
The uterus was never meant to carry everything alone. She was meant to speak and be met. And when she is listened to, truly listened to with presence, she doesn’t scream anymore.
She sings ancient songs in languages you have never herd (in this life) she utters resonance from the womb of the earth and the cave of the dragon Mother. She is our protector and our strength.
If this resonates I encourage you to place your hands on your womb and speak to your beautiful uterus.
🌺 A Love Letter to She Who Utters
My beautiful friend and guide,
I am learning how to listen to you.
Not with urgency.
Not with demand.
But with devotion.
For so long, you have spoken in whispers I did not yet know how to hear.
Through tightening and softening.
Through ache and longing.
Through the quiet no I overrode
and the deep yes I delayed.
I see you now.
You are not the source of my pain.
You are the keeper of my truth.
You have carried what could not yet be spoken:
my grief, my hunger, my rage, my devotion,
and the songs of women who came before me.
I know now that you remember.
You remember touch and absence.
Choice and endurance.
Love given freely
and love taken without witness.
You held it all, not because you were meant to suffer,
but because you are wise enough to wait.
Beloved womb of creation, I am sorry for the times I silenced you.
For the times I pushed past your contraction
to be agreeable, available, or brave.
For the times I asked you to carry what was never yours.
I am here now.
I will not rush you.
I will not fix you.
I will not interpret you away.
I promise to meet you with warmth.
With breath.
With stillness.
With consent.
I promise to ask before I enter.
To listen before I act.
To trust your language of yes and no,
expand and retreat,
fire and quiet.
You are not ancient because you are old.
You are ancient because you remember love
before it was fractured from the body.
When you speak now,
I will not doubt you.
When you soften,
I will follow.
When you tighten,
I will pause.
I honour the ancestors who speak through you,
not to bind me to their pain,
but to release it with tenderness and truth.
May you rest knowing
you no longer have to shout to be heard.
May you soften knowing
you are finally met.
I am listening,
She Who Utters.
I am listening
and I am home.
With devotion,
with patience,
with love,
I am present here w you 🌹
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With so much love xxx
Jadee
