Of Stardust and Earth

How to be a Siren AND a Mama with Meghan Incorvaia

I’m back with my kindred flame siren sister, Meghan Incorvaia, for the juiciest conversation about being your most embodied erotic self AND a phenomenal mom. Through our Photography/Film Substack Mermaid Cove and our performance art collective Temple of the Siren, we gather at the threshold of something new. In this intimate conversation, we talk up about our passion for creating the archetype of the Erotic Mother. Not as a concept, but as a lived remembrance rising from our own bodies and stories. We speak of motherhood not as a role to perform, but as a rhythm to reclaim, one that makes space for desire, creativity, and truth. Through dance and deep embodiment, we have found out way back to Eros, not separate from our children, but alive alongside them. We share an invitation to all women. A soft rebellion. A remembering of the woman who refuses to abandon herself in the act of nurturing life, and instead becomes more fully expressed because of it. Follow on Substack! https://lequeendom.substack.com/ Fine Art Prints available: https://ofstardustandearth.pixieset.com/printshop/ To Book Temple of the Siren: @_templeofthesiren_

The Erotic Mother - Forging a new Template of Womanhood with Emily Maden

Emily Maden is forging a new archetype that defies the Madonna/whore cultural script. The Erotic Mother is a template of womanhood that is in devotion to her body as the source She is simultaneously connected to the divine and her pleasure, full, sensual, juicy with life force, and abundant with energy and love Join us for this super sexy and enlightening conversation about everything from pelvic floor therapy to pleasureful breastfeeding and intimacy at all stages of motherhood. Follow Emily @maidenmedicine

The Four Feminine Superpowers with Fembodiment Facilitator, Sarah Lane

We’re going to the Big Island, Hawaii, January 15-20th!!! Join me and Sarah Lane for an epic adventure in this powerful paradise. This retreat will be the expression of everything we talk about in this podcast from BreathTwerk and Ecstatic Dance to a group embodiment shoot, immersion in nature, coming home to your body, pleasure rituals, delicious fresh foods, and sisterhood 😍 As the Founder of Rage Retreats and the Creatrix of BreathTWERK, Sarah Lane leads women into deeper embodiment and sovereignty through breathwork, reiki healing, and music. She provides a trauma-sensitive, non-judgmental space for strong emotions such as rage and grief to be felt and alchemized.  As an ecstatic dance DJ (Namaslane) and facilitator, she helps you worship at the altar of your body temple and reclaim your purpose, pleasure, and power. I hope you enjoy this episode! For more info on the retreat: sarahlane.kartra.com Use Code JEN444 for $444 off the retreat(!) Follow Sarah @iam.sarahlane and Jen @ofstardustandearth @ofstardustandearth.podcast Cover Art: @pearlofmywomb Music: @coyo.music

The Transformational Magic of Twerking with Madhouse Mega Babe Founder Liv Kingston

I am so excited to share this episode with the incredibly inspiring, talented, visionary Olivia Kingston, founder and owner of Madhouse Dance Studios. I found her studio a little over a year ago and dancing daily again has completely changed my life. The culture Liv has cultivated is SO empowering, enlivening, and healing. She has created a magical place for women of all shapes, sizes, age, and color to come together to shake ass, hype each other up, connect to their sensuality, laugh, play, and live their Beyonce dreams :) If it sounds like heaven, it actually is!! I have no shame admitting I’ll be there 2-3 hrs a day when my schedule allows and happily pass up most night time invites to get dressed up and do choreo filmed classes with my friends. Madhouse has become my sanctuary and a daily devotion that has dramatically shifted the way I see myself and show up in the world. This conversation is a deep, raw, and vulnerable look at how dancing has impacted our relationships to Self, Sisterhood, and Romantic Loves. Also the courage, perseverance, and ingenuity required to run a heart led business that changes lives. I love you LIV 😘 Come dance with me! madhousedance.com [madhousedance.com] Follow on insta: @madhousedance @madwomanliv Fo more info on my goddess embodiment shoots, got to ofstardustandearth.com [ofstardustandearth.com] @ofstardustandearth @ofstardustandearth.podcast

I Go First, Spoken Word Poem and Solocast by host, Jen Brown

MORE!! they scream In a world where I’ve tried so hard my whole life to be less, smaller, quieter, skinnier, demure the exhilaration of dancing for a roomful of full bodied, full hearted, bad ass bitch women who celebrate my wildest expression is Utterly Intoxicating Every single time I’m on the dance floor,I’m deconditioning myself Claiming the courage to be a bigger more expressed Jen I venture with hot pink paint further outside of society’s coloring book black lines, my heart flip flopping inside out, expanding in ecstasy and then shuddering in contraction but it’s spaces like these full of permission and inspiration that light my soul the fuck up Doing the Dance is one thing. So Wild in Itself The feeling of being so exposed while so expressed I care. I strive. I practice, leaning into the discomfort that is stretching my body heart soul Devoting myself to grow to be the best dancer and performer I can become, so many years after I thought I missed my dancing“prime” GOING FULL OUT expression without apology ButThe sharing of my Dancing publicly And on social media particularly anyone and everyone to see… It’s just a whole nother level A mini heart attack. every. time (le petit mort) both terrifying and orgasmic I’m not gonna lie, every time I click share I have two contradictory parts battling within It’s sooo deep, this Madonna/Whore imprint Will I be devoured by the tribe for being so unashamed My ego pleads, you can’t be THAT girl How can you be a mom and dress like that? How will a respectable man want to be with you when you’re dancing this way? What will your clients, your peers, your kids think? Will I be hated, judged, ostracized, abused, raped, cast out, killed? It feels dramatic to even speak these words But we all know there are so many places in the world where it’s not safe to be a woman Period And certainly not safe to be a woman in her sexual articulation and sovereignty But I Intrinsically Inescapably Undeniably Am both Saint and Sex Priestess and so many other shades of the rainbow that is woman I can’t hide Or pretend these archetypes aren’t alive in my DNA Destined and begging to be made manifest through this body, in this lifetime And really, what is the point I ask myself daily, What is the purpose of any of this If it’s full of regrets, half hearted attempts How boring How meaningless How wasteful of this precious life I get If I don’t fully live it Before I learned my sensuality could be dangerous Before I was taught to have shame for my body and the way she loves to move I was a little girl who loved to dance naked in the sunshine To play dress up with my friends To flirt with life To feel pleasure To know what it is to be ecstatically alive and turned on in every cell I read this the other day, and boy did it hit: “Being a leader Doesn’t mean You have Followers It means You go First” So I take the next step into the magic darkness One sexy heel striding in front of the next Who knows where this dance journey will lead me Its already transported me to joy. To bliss. To connection. To sisterhood. To self love. To silly silly fun. To my essence. To my nectar. To my light. And I’d say that’s not a bad start :) …See the full dance and spoken word film on our Mermaid Cove Substack: https://open.substack.com/pub/lequeendom [MORE!! they scream In a world where I’ve tried so hard my whole life to be less, smaller, quieter, skinnier, demure the exhilaration of dancing for a roomful of full bodied, full hearted, bad ass bitch women who celebrate my wildest expression is Utterly Intoxicating Every single time I’m on the dance floor,I’m deconditioning myself Claiming the courage to be a bigger more expressed Jen I venture with hot pink paint further outside of society’s coloring book black lines, my heart flip flopping inside out, expanding in ecstasy and then shuddering in contraction but it’s spaces like these full of permission and inspiration that light my soul the fuck up Doing the Dance is one thing. So Wild in Itself The feeling of being so exposed while so expressed I care. I strive. I practice, leaning into the discomfort that is stretching my body heart soul Devoting myself to grow to be the best dancer and performer I can become, so many years after I thought I missed my dancing“prime” GOING FULL OUT expression without apology But The sharing of my Dancing publicly And on social media particularly For anyone and everyone to see… It’s just a whole nother level A mini heart attack. every. time (le petit mort) both terrifying and orgasmic I’m not gonna lie, every time I click share I have two contradictory parts battling within It’s sooo deep, this Madonna/Whore imprint Will I be devoured by the tribe for being so unashamed My ego pleads, you can’t be THAT girl How can you be a mom and dress like that? How will a respectable man want to be with you when you’re dancing this way? What will your clients, your peers, your kids think? Will I be hated, judged, ostracized, abused, raped, cast out, killed? It feels dramatic to even speak these words But we all know there are so many places in the world where it’s not safe to be a woman Period And certainly not safe to be a woman in her sexual articulation and sovereignty But I Intrinsically Inescapably Undeniably Am both Saint and Sex Priestess and so many other shades of the rainbow that is woman I can’t hide Or pretend these archetypes aren’t alive in my DNA Destined and begging to be made manifest through this body, in this lifetime And really, what is the point I ask myself daily, What is the purpose of any of this If it’s full of regrets, half hearted attempts How boring How meaningless How wasteful of this precious life I get If I don’t fully live it Before I learned my sensuality could be dangerous Before I was taught to have shame for my body and the way she loves to move I was a little girl who loved to dance naked in the sunshine To play dress up with my friends To flirt with life To feel pleasure To know what it is to be ecstatically alive and turned on in every cell I read this the other day, and boy did it hit: “Being a leader Doesn’t mean You have Followers It means You go First” So I take the next step into the magic darkness One sexy heel striding in front of the next Who knows where this dance journey will lead me Its already transported me to joy. To bliss. To connection. To sisterhood. To self love. To silly silly fun. To my essence. To my nectar. To my light. And I’d say that’s not a bad start :) … See the full dance and spoken word film on our Mermaid Cove Substack: https://open.substack.com/pub/lequeendom]