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Giving Back What Isn’t Ours To Carry

I’ve come to the Rich Waters.
To the Mother Womb of depths;
to return something that was not mine to carry.

I’ve climbed to the Windy Peaks.
To Father Sky’s vast expanse;
to release something that was not mine to carry.

I’ve pressed my face to the Dark Earth.
To the fecund under belly;
to bury something that was not mine to carry.

This was never mine to carry,
and so I let it go back into the World.

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Listen To The Stones

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The Stones they sing to me
retelling of tales
as old as time itself.

The Wind it whispers to me
and I can hear all the
spoken hymns and prayers.

The Water it soothes me
comforting me with
depths beyond the surface.

The Earth she holds me
reminding me of
the solid nature of
this human experience.

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Mandragora & The Verdant Gnosis

 

Magic, Alchemy, and Solace in the Green Path.

When the World’s cries pierce the Heart. Prayers and Actions are desperately needed. As well as fortitude found in what cradles the Soul. I find healing in Art and a close contact to what animates everything around me.

Grace moves through it all.

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After The Emptying – The Filling

“All this is full. All that is full. From fullness, fullness comes. When fullness is taken from fullness, fullness still remains.” ~ Shvetashvatara Upanishad

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Jars from January’s Wolf Full Moon medicine making and an audience with the High Priestess and Shamans.

And under this quiet and still blanket of Winter, I’ve been gathering with this collection of teachers. They speak of old Earth Wisdom, the kind that has been passed along the ages. The kind that lingers in our bones. “In Winter, when the green earth lies resting beneath a blanket of snow, this is the time for storytelling. The storytellers begin by calling upon those who came before who passed the stories down to us, for we are only messengers.”

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Welcome April!

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After this particularly cold and relentless Winter, I’m embracing this shift with arms wide open and with a sigh of relief.

This month has always spoken to me of renewal and beginnings after the Winter thaw, when Spring really takes hold. May we rise from our slumber into the light with a fresh perspective and Hearts open to the new adventures ahead.‬

“If you listen,
not to the pages or preachers
but to the smallest flower
growing from a crack in your heart,
you will hear a great song
moving across a wide ocean
whose water is the music;
connecting all the islands
of the universe together,
and touching all
you will feel it
touching you
around you,
embracing you
with light.

It is in that light
that everything lives
and will always be alive.”
~John Squadra

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New Moon Healing

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Tonight’s collection as I sit with this New Moon who is asking me to define all the ways in which I am healing…

“So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.” ~ T.S. Eliot

I’ve been taking a cue from November’s bones, who speak to me of dismantling all my intentions {right down to the bones} and re-evaluating what I want to continue carrying, letting everything else fall away.

There is lightness and freedom here – and more room to breathe.

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November’s Rhythm

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Listening to the beat within and diving deeper into the pulse of all the things. Observing November’s rhythm – which is calling for new eyes to notice all the shifting altars.

“What is saving my life now is the conviction that there is no spiritual treasure to be found apart from the bodily experiences of human life on earth. My life depends on engaging the most ordinary physical activities with the most exquisite attention I can give them. My life depends on ignoring all touted distinctions between the secular and the sacred, the physical and the spiritual, the body and the soul. What is saving my life now is becoming more fully human, trusting that there is no way to God apart from real life in the real world.”

~ Barbara Brown Taylor, An Altar in the World: A Geography of Faith

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