When i was a child.... I grew up in a rural area. I think i was about 6 or 7 years old when on most weekends, during springtime and summers, i would take off by myself. I would take off on early mornings to take long hikes from my small town to the next village, and then to the one after that one and so on. I would walk through forests and through open fields, i would walk past farms and past parts where there were no or very few houses. Sometimes when for long stretches i did not see any other humans i would get scared and weird violent scenarios would pop into my head out of nowhere. When that happened i would pick up a large branche and carry it in my hand imagening it was as a weapon. With my branch clenched in my fist i would bravely march on through the lonely forests and corn fields. When after hours of walking i would return home i would find out that nobody had missed me, that nobody, not even for one moment, had wondered where i had been all these hours.These were adventures no one knew i had just me and the bag filled with what i thought of as absolute necessities. This was a bag that i always carried around with me. I remember that in this bag were things such as, scissors, rope, pen and paper, tape and a pocket knife. It was filled with all kinds of practical 'come in handy' items. Today at the writing workshop i was attending, i was pondering on this memory and i realised that, 40 years later, i am still carrying a bag of "things i might all of a sudden need" with me everywhere i go. People often made fun of me being inseparable with my bag of 'absolute necessities', and they still tend to do so. Last week i realised why i still am so fixed on carrying a bag of "things i might need', everywhere i go.. i received my answer in a light bulb moment fashion, when i was reading a book where a wizard explains why as a wizard it's a costum to always carry a bag filled with several items everywhere he or she goes. These are seemingly unrelated items,
This book was quite a find, no longer in print, only 555 copies out there. There weren't many witches tried/convicted in Wales, possibly because the community valued thier wise women and cunning folk, it seems they were protected from the mass witch hysteria that happened in England and the USA. Those that were prosecuted tended to be 'tricksters', offering cures for money for the fairies and running off with the money, or women that stood up to powerful men, or had affairs, they ruffled the community in some way. . Today I sit in circle with 13 women at Cali Whites Burning Times workshop... We shall see what arises. . . . #witches#burningtimes#reclaiming#healing#clearingourpast
#reclaiming MY #vineyard If you apply the right effort and follow the right principles, then there should be significant, observable improvement in your life within one year. It is so sad that many people especially in Africa will either remain the same, save one year older, if evaluated after one year or they will have deteriorated. REASON: The black man has a historical problem of neglecting himself and taking no need on the real issues that make a person.
All of the things! Learning to slow down and honor my body’s rhythms & cycles these days.🌸 . . . Back in the day, I used to think I was the kewlest, by powering through my day when I didnt feel well, powering through pain, powering through emotions, powering through messages my body was trying to tell me and keep going. Total adrenaline-high/stress addict. But I learned the hard way, there is no one at the end, handing out high-fives or chocolate ice cream for abandoning yourself and disregarding the wisdom of your body. For me, this only led to severe depletion & chronic illness/ pain. Our soul speaks through messages/symptoms of the body. 95% of disease and physical pain is rooted in unhealed emotional disharmony/trauma, which then creates physical disharmony. Those issues...they go right into your tissues, if you dont allow yourself space to feel and process them. So these days, when my body talks...Im listening and honoring her fully, and begging for her forgiveness for all the times I didn’t listen to her in the past. I think she is starting to forgive me.🤞🏽 . . . #healing#mooncyclewellness#listening#byebyepatriarchy#womensbodieswomenswisdom#womenshealth#bodywisdom#rhythms&cycles #honeymamas#honoringthebodytemple#chronicillness#chronicpain#forgiveness#reclaiming#gurusinghyogi#doterra
There are the women with the faded tattoos, Scars of 20 year old belly button piercings fading away only to reappear on a stretched pregnant belly, Thighs that jiggle and dimple, The ones who’ve had threesomes for 20 years, without blinking an eye, and begged for spankings in the dark with the same thirst as for water, The ones that have been pushed against walls, Spit on, Slapped in the face- The ones that have a loud cackle that scares and shakes a room, The ones that have said yes to rides on the back of a motorcycle in foreign countries, Who have purged buckets full of childhood pain into dark rooms smelling of sweet incense while a disembodied voice sings in a language they can’t understand, Who knows God’s most potent beauty serum and trick to perfect skin, and pray with Wild Love that smarts and stings and burns and awakens and soothes everyone who meets it, all at once. And then there are ones that haven’t danced with the devil I see it in their eyes! How did they resist his sweet seductions? I’ll never know! I certainly couldn’t. Thank Goddess for that. Musings on an Uber Ride to Hollywood, Thursday, July 19, 2019, 6:15 pm. PG13 version edited for public consumption.
I am a witch. Not a Disney, Halloween witch, but a natural, traditional witch working with elemental magic. Do you know how long it took me to speak these words? That is the Witch Wound. : The witch wound roots in every person, carrying a legacy of unspeakable violence, hatred, greed. It opened culturally in a psychological sequence, with misogyny occupying the same temporal arena as land privatization, the rise of a state religion, the advent of large-scale slavery, the colonization of so-called new worlds. The connection of these is the wounding: Colonialism is the witch wound. Sexism is the witch wound. Racism is the witch wound. The witch wound is globalization. The witch wound is earth degradation. The witch wound is speciesism. The witch wound is religious superiority. The witch wound is fear, fear of others, fear of self. : Where does the witch wound live in us? How do we heal, reweaving threads so long torn? The answers may lie in ancestral memory, to remember through the clues in story and myth to make visible ways before wounding. Through experiential, embodied practices, sacred art and story showing, we may discover/re-member our unique pathways to healing and restoration. : For some of us a memory of ancestral life before the witch wound may be only a few hundred years ago, for others we must go back thousands to find our way. Acknowledging the witch wound is a collective reclaiming. We heal when we live into nonlinearity, community, sovereignty, activism, action, solidarity, regeneration, reparations, and deep listening to the wounds of others. Liberation from dominant culture and its insistence on historical superiority is dependent on addressing the witch wound. To seek the stories, the crafts, the rituals and practices that root us in wholeness. : Each lunar cycle we gather via Patreon to actively sing the wound, to investigate, to heal. This moon we talked about mental health, magic and the wound. A topic profound in me right now.
Don’t mind the mess, but check out this amazingly HUGE barn beam we just got. I don’t know the exact age, but this thing is old! definitely the largest beam I have seen of this style. We don’t have exact plans for this piece yet so let me know if you’re interested.
#repost @rawtechsolutions ・・・ Throwback Thursday to the most humbling moment of last week's event. @easiway presented us with an unexpected and beautiful award. Thank you Easiway for this recognition and thank you to all our customers who take the easy way when choosing to clean their screens.