“Our bodies remember that we lived in trees and forests. We need to crawl and climb and run if we are to develop our intellectual, emotional and spiritual capacities. We did not emerge from an austere iceberg of a distant planet, but in the particularities of this Earth and its forests. When we wander through the mountains climbing and running, our bodies remember these deep patterns of behavior intrinsically tied to all we are.”
~Brian Swimme,
The Universe is a Green Dragon
” Ever since we arrived on this planet as a species, we’ve cut them down, dug them up, burnt them and poisoned them. Today we’re doing so on a greater scale than ever.
We destroy trees at our peril. Neither we nor any other animal can survive without them. “
~Sir David Attenborough
🌲❤️
“Place your hands into soil to feel grounded.
Wade into water to feel emotionally healed.
Fill your lungs with fresh air to feel mentally clear.
Raise your face to the heat of the sun and
connect with that fire to feel your own immense power.”
~ Victoria Erickson
Life may seem a bit wild and surreal right now. But the full Moon is with Virgo, the earth priestess. Virgo reminds us that honoring earth through ritual can bring us back down to ground.
Connect with this beautiful planet through a simple prayer, song, chant, offering, meditation or movement now. Find anchor in the storm.
☾☽
Photo by Ruthie Martin on Unsplash
You know me… I’m the one you never bothered to name.
earth with a small e
I, the first and most powerful of the Gods.
Even after you saw my loveliness from up there…
my comely blues, my wisps of clouds,
the generosity of my life-giving waters…
Even then you didn’t name me.
I had a name once.
In this culture’s genesis I was Gaia.
I am a cosmic body born out of cataclysm and catastrophe.
I was seeded and, alone among the Bodies, was willing
I nurtured the seed in my awesome womb…
I am the Matrix
You are in and of my body
I am the Mother
I am the Daughter
I am the Lover
But scorned, I am also Lilith, the Maid of Desolation.
And I dance in the ruins of cities.
I am sorry…
I am sorry for you, I am sorry for me.
But then it’s the same thing isn’t it?
…
Embrace me… I am you… You are Gaia now.
~Excerpt from performance art by Rachel Rosenthal
The seeds are stirring beneath our feet.
In the northern hemisphere, we are halfway to spring!
Celebrate Imbolc
Light a candle
Offer thanks for the turning of the seasons and the return of the light.
#BeFilledWithLightAndShine
Mary’s entire poem:
When I am Among the Trees
When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”
~Mary Oliver
☾☽
#LunarLove
#SacredMagic
Image: Patrick Prokop