Story Cloak | Emily

"I found myself in the dark, fumbling around, looking for a way out."

— Emily

I felt scared and trapped, alone and hurt. I remembered something that a wise person once told me- stay there in that place of isolation….look around, feel it, BE with it. It was so uncomfortable. It felt like I had outgrown the shape I was in; my spirit was screaming for freedom!!! I couldn’t get to a place of refuge…the waters seemed to be closing in on me and I wasn’t skilled at scaling the walls of my being. I stayed, nearly suffocating as I choked on my grief. The grief…….it felt like I was sinking and I wanted to die. I wasn’t sure if my wanting to die was real or not – did I really want to leave this body? It all got very confusing in the dark. As I swam around in the sea of torment, something happened. I realized that I am light – even in the darkness. All the stories and loss that led me to the abyss of grief - Were And Are my lifeline to this fabric of life. I realized that my hands are my map – My Hands are clear with markings that tell my story; My Hands that mend and create My Myth. Realizing that I am the vessel that holds the truth of Me; I found enough light in myself to cast my shadow. I began to love my shadow. I danced with her, I cried and I played. My shadow is my teacher. I learned about my lineage….the feminine and the masculine and I kept following the lines deeper into myself and the quicksand eventually led me to a deep, steady breath that seated me in my primordial self. From there, I was led into an ancient pyramid filled with sacred geometry. I sat in awe that I found this temple connected to all of time. I realized this temple was an extension of my own body and that I am also connected to all of time. I then crossed over into Infinity. In this Infinite Universal Space, I met my mother (who no longer resides on the earth plane) and we communed with and amongst the highest Masters. We spoke of ancient stories that no longer apply to this present time. We wrote a New Sacred Contract based in Sovereignty and Truth. We cried and we healed. We bathed ourselves in Pure Light and Remembered all that We Truly are.

Cloak Contents

This is the original Story Medicine Garment. It is the mother of my Creations. I created this out of locally milled organic cotton fleece. The trim is vintage sparkle fabric overlayed with tulle and represent the lines in my hands. I was in an ancient pyramid when this cloak was conceived which brings the triangle/pyramid shape to life on the coat. The buttons are vintage Czech glass.