I've done a lot of photo shoots in the past few years- from headshots to fire dancing and beyond. Photo shoots have become a ritual for me- less about the actual photos and more about a chance to go deeper in my body & tap into new levels of personal power. 
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But the experience I had last night, my first boudoir shoot, was beyond empowering in it's demands to embody both the soft AND fierce within me. 
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Most brides choose to do this before the wedding to give their love as a gift the day of. I knew that timing wasn't right, and waited.
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The months following I went into a cocoon- which I hear is WAY more common than anyone talks about. I faced all the parts of me still screaming for independence. I gained weight. Then lost it. I came face-to-face with where my boundaries needed some major tightening- and had to do the hard things to do so.
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So boudoir- it was the last thing I wanted to do the past 8 months. 
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And I'm SO glad I waited. How great I feel in my body again, how clear I am, how deeper in love with my husband I am then ever before- all came together to create a magical experience.
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Whenever we go through a Rite of Passage, there is the time in-between no longer who we were and not yet who we are Becoming. The Rite itself serves as the catalyst, then there is the journey through this space. 
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At some point we get to be reborn into the new we've been Becoming- and I'm pretty sure last night, dressed in minimal lace and standing in fields at sunset, my own Rebirth into this new woman took place 🔥