What the Dandelion Says

Feb 18, 01:07 PM

I am here to awaken the Spirit.

Remind you of the simplicity of life.
The joy to be found in the simple earthly pleasures.

Sun.

Green grass

simple food.

To release the worry and bitterness of the past. To cleanse the irritation and regret.

To again pause, breathe, and connect to the wonder and mystery of the present. What simple joy you will find here.

Do what feeds this light my child. You are here but once. Make the most of it -and not by trying to best everyone around you with material gains, but to live your truth and your deep dreams.

Awaken them. Let them out. The key to your happiness and your survival lives in your dreams. Your animal dreams, flower dreams, sunlit water dreams, moonbeam and rainbow dreams. The sweetness of these dreams you must feel more and more.

I can help you with this.

These impressions, these fleeting energy lines that you see at the corners of your perceptions…these are the lights showing the way.

If you follow them, they will get stronger and lead you home.
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What the Tree Says

Jan 12, 11:45 AM

Come.
Sit down beside me.
Hush your mind.
Listen.
The young ones are growing up oblivious to who they are. They have been seeded and raised for production.
Commodity.
Resource.
Not so different from how your own species is being raised now. But we’re not all like that. Many of the elders and even some of the young remember. We remember a time when all were in relationship. Not that long ago either. When trees and humans loved each other for what they brought to the other..

How was it reciprocal you ask? How did WE benefit from humans? Oh, it was mutual. You help spread our seed, you trim our branches, and make beautiful structures and tools from our wood. It has always been this way. In doing so, you honour and value us. Your appreciation helped us grow big and strong and have many children.

You’ve noticed yourself how your loving touch and voice helps me heal and grow strong. You notice how proud I feel when you admire me or use my medicine. It’s like that. Trees love to be useful, just like humans. We love to have a purpose and to be of service.

You live in a world now where everything, even your own, is seen as a commodity to be used. To be chewed up and spat out by the machine. Your world has lost the story.

What can you do to change this you ask? Sing. Sing to us and especially sing to the young ones. Sing the story. Tell them who they once were, who they really are. They will remember, because it wasn’t that long ago. But you must keep the story alive. The story of our ancestors when trees were the great medicine makers, timekeepers, and healers of our planet. It was so once and it can be so again, but not if the memory is lost.

Keep the story alive in your songs and sing to the young ones, so they can remember and be strong again.

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Wintertime

Dec 14, 07:05 PM

Wintertime.

It’s time to let the Old Woman have her way and come in. December is a time of deep contemplation for me, -of rune casting, writing, painting, and now swimming! The Old Woman has me tending to the personal, the elemental, and the animal. I’ve discovered my fox friend Annie, my BFF here on the Aspotogan, has mange and I will be trapping her and taking her to Hope for Wildlife so she can rehabilitate. If she’s too cunning to be caught, I will be able to treat her here, but the cold might be too hard on her and Hope has warm space for another fox. Goddess Bless Hope, so often I am noticing the bedrock strength of one woman taking on thousands of helpless suffering animals. It’s incredible. If you have any more money to spare this season, consider a donation to Hope. Without her our injured and diseased wildlife would be left to suffer. This isn’t The Way.

This breathtaking time of Solstice. A time to sit with the year past, and even the decade past. To sit in honesty of who you are and speak your truth. What is working, what isn’t? What would you like to change? What is in your power to change? What were the highlights and lowlights? One of the highlights of this year for me was spending time with Mi’kmaq elder Albert Marshall at the How We Thrive Nova Scotia convergence. As many of you know, I spend a lot of time being with the land here -talking, listening, making medicine, sharing stories and song. But there’s a part of me that is always aware that I am living on stolen land, and this imperial colonial wound gets in the way of feeling like I truly belong here. I do my best, but it’s not home. Sitting with Albert Marshall this spring allowed me to put voice to some of my feelings and feel heard and accepted. Welcomed by the land. As Albert expressed, the colonial wound started here in Nova Scotia so it is at its deepest; here will also be where it truly begins to heal. I felt that healing force of love over the weekend coming from Albert and other Mi’kmaq elders. They are the true voice of this land. The earth still loves us, she just wants us to wake up and belong.

Three questions came out of that encounter. They are:

Who are you?
Where do you come from?
What are you doing here?

I have these sentences taped to my wall. I let them into my digestive tract and merge with my insides. They are a call to the soul to get real. I have a feeling we are going to be hearing more of that soul call as 2020 progresses. May we all answer in our own way and begin or continue on our journey of belonging.

-Blessed Be on the Longest Night.

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Words from Our Ancestors.

Nov 12, 07:03 PM

I have been channeling the spirits for years, through written word, song, and healing ceremonies. I’ve been hearing messages for a while to include their words on my website and newsletter. I have been avoiding it! But I see now how it strengthens the connection and trust. So here is my first offering.

MY DEAR, you are so loved. You are so cared for. How can we say all of what we think of you. Yes, you’ve made mistakes but you are learning. You are learning as a human being. If only you could see what we see. Don’t despair on the past, it is not real. There is only now. In this moment, you are perfect just as you are. We are so happy that you have asked to speak with us on your blog. This is a very bold step, and one you should be proud of.

If I could address everyone on your newsletter, I would say to please know that you are from people who love you. That no matter how you feel inside and no matter what has happened in your life, you are a being of love that was made from love. We, the ancestors are sitting now in a field of love, feel that field surrounding you, protecting you, inviting you to be your true selves. Don’t fall victim to the programs of unworthiness, and don’t feed the programs in others either. See all humans as worthy, no matter how many mistakes they have made in the past. Everyone, at every moment has full potential to awaken. Be the person that facilitates that and not restricts it. You have a choice there: to support awakening or limit it. Always choose love.

Humans now talk incessantly about how we struggled in our lives, but dears you forget, we had our spiritual practices. We had relationships with our ancestors and our helping spirits who were very powerful. We lived big lives. We were not savages full of pain and disease. That came later, during the dark times. You as a civilization have improved on your external appearance, but inside you are much worse than we ever were. The dark times still lurk underneath your pretty appearances. So there is not yet balance, not yet improvement. Until you go below the surface of your clean and shiny exterior lives, you will never know the freedom and love we knew. Remember, you were born from love, we are that from which you were born.

-The Ancestors.

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Sometimes We Just Need to Slow Down and Be Quiet

Oct 15, 03:59 PM

The full moon is waning, the days are getting shorter , and we are quickly approaching Samhain, the Celtic new year and beginning of the darkest quarter. It is the time of dying. The time of year where the plants sink back down into the earth, the birds fly south, the animals get ready for winter. It’s a time for us to slow down and begin to take stock of the year. What did we learn, what were our big mistakes, what can we do better next time, and what can we let go of to make room for the new? (I’ve been learning that we can actually let go of way more than we realize.) What can we keep to bring forward into 2020, or finish up before the new year. Can we die a little every day too with the season, or does that scare us? Making friends with death is practiced on the shamanic path, but really it’s just a part of life. Everything dies. Everything worldly dies. This makes room for rebirth. Can we get a little more comfortable with death this fall?

ON Samhain our Celtic ancestors would walk their land with candle lit gourds to scare off unwanted spirits. It was a way to cleanse the land before winter, so that everything could rest and be fresh in the spring. I love these old customs not just because they are enjoyable to do, but because they work. People feel good when they drive up our driveway and I feel good living here. John continually remarks on how safe the wild animals feel coming here, and we enjoy their company. Cleansing rituals are important and our fast paced world doesn’t have room for that anymore.

Autumn is a time of slowness, of death and decay, of rest, and release. How can we all participate in this seasonal cycle, so that we too are renewed and fresh in the spring? I’m not one for elaborate rituals, I like ones that I can do spontaneously when ever I feel moved to do so. A simple Samhain ritual is to just sit and be quiet everyday, to acknowledge our blessings and life, and to let die what can die on the exhale of our breath. Most times the greatest medicine is the simplest, and usually it’s because we are more likely to do it. And most often all we really need is to slow down and rest for a spell. That gives the healing forces in our bodies and psyche’s time to do their magic.

I wish you all rest this fall. Deep rest and release, so that we are more able to go into those deep scary places collectively and embrace our wholeness. There is always rebirth. Always.

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