Tag: #ceremony #spiritual #womb #wisdom

  • Women of Change

    Blessings

    I pray to the Grandmothers, the Mothers
    The Sisters and Daughters
    I pray to the Changemakers, the Songmakers,
    And the Homemakers
    I pray to the Winds of Movement
    The Rivers of Guardians
    The Earth Lovers
    And the Fire Warriors
    I pray for Change

  • Belonging

    I moved house at the beginning of this year so you could argue that I have had plenty of time to get to know my place and my space this year. I did all the usual clearing and cleansing of a new home with incense, sound, clearing the hearth and the modern day ritual of decorating the walls. But something was missing….

    I grow up in this part of the world and you would think that is enough to create a sense of belonging. But industrial towns have a different story. My grandparents like many, came here for work making me the second generation of my family to be born to this town. So you see I don’t have lineage here, so does that make me feel like I belong? How do we create a sense belonging?

    I think it is a complex set of rites that take place over time. This involves relationships not just to people, but to the land. It is an investment of time, connection and emotions. Life experiences foster a sense of relationship at pivotal moments both within ourselves and with a place. The relationship we develop with the land can be the place we go to express those complex emotions, whether that is the physical home, garden or the town. It can be that favourite place where we take a walk that sooths us. A path that we foster comes to be familiar. Just like a meeting of two minds who become friends, the land becomes the friend as we walk a repetitive path. In this communion we take in the land marks, its contours, and changing aspects in the year. As we walk the thoughts, the words, our emotions are expressed inwardly and outwardly as our feet caress the land beneath us.  

    At one time we would have had rites and ceremonies that did this purposefully and we would have held the land in sacred reciprocity. When the land becomes sacred to us then we have reached a sense of belong as we feel a connection and value the communion with the land not just to the land. I feel this is when belonging becomes anchored. The words that come to mind when considering anchoring into a place as home are, “what have you planted here?” Is it a deep connection, energetically, emotionally, historically,…..or in reverence and respect as keeper to the land, place and space?

    To anchor into a state of belonging is when we feel at home to the land and within ourselves. To truly feel like we belong, is to develop the same state of a relationship to our inner selves.

    Belonging is more of a decision to be,

    To be home within and where I Am,

    I Am home.

    For me I feel it is both the internal and external sense of being. One can’t be achieved without the other. Believe me when I say if the outer world is not fitting, the inner one is disturbed. So for me the land and the inner landscape are both important in unison. “What have you planted?” becomes a question of presence of the inner landscape and the outer landscape.

  • Red Tent Journaling

    Do you journal your bleed time? This is when those nuggets of wisdom appear on the pages. I find it is a time of cleansing and resting as I nest myself. Yes, nesting is necessary, an hour or three is good, doesn’t need to be days, although could you imagine?

    Our bleed is a call to the inner cave, to our intuition. It may be a whispering or a shout to come inward. Listening within can be priceless as here is where the treasure lies. As we delve inwards we can start with two questions. What can be cleansed and cleared away from this last cycle? And what can be taken away and seeded for the future?

    Reflecting on the last cycle can bring awareness of where we have been overwhelmed and worn by life’s pressures. Evaluating the last month can be a silent retreat into any tension experienced that can be cleanse away after some analysis. (This isn’t all work by the way! This is also nap time and favourite pjs!).

    What we can take from our last cycle are the seeds, the accomplishments, that celebrate ourselves. By nurturing these seeds and clearing what has past brings in the energy of the new cycle. We start over, cleansed, nourished and insightful. (after a ceremonial nap).

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  • White Light

    Our Holy Ones of the
    White Light. I bathe in your surrounding Light
    For my inner health and healing.
    I acknowledge your Divine Presence
    In this time of Now
    And the time to come.
    Gather with me and
    I am truly blessed for your
    Loving Presence
    In Grace and Love
    I thank thee All

  • Womb Awakening

    I am She of a thousand life times
    I am She of the morning Sun to awaken You
    I am She of the Dusk to hold You
    I am She who loved You beyond the stars
    Of days of old
    In ancient landscapes
    And ancient ways
    I am She who awakens You from rest
    I am She who Lights You up to Golden paths
    And threads of Lightning strikes
    I am She who is your Sun, your Star and the Primordial Moon
    I am She who takes you to the rivers of pain
    So you can drink in vast temperaments,
    Diversity, upheavals and change in direction,
    So onwards again in Life
    I am She You can rest upon,
    Dive into,
    Dream among
    I am She with the Sunlight on your hair
    The warming rays and the rain
    On showery days
    I am She who takes You to the next steps
    And hauls you over the fiery coals
    And grasps at your breath
    For more and more of You
    Into Becoming You
    I am She of Love of the Sound of You
    Yet You can not Hear Yourself
    I am within You
    Beating in your Heart
    And holding onto You
    Holding You up
    To the Glorious heights
    That exists with You
    I am She who is
    Your rest, your Light
    Your Sanctum
    The core of All wisdom
    The Light of All knowledge
    Come into Me as I Am You
    My Opening is Your Unfolding
    Come, the Doors have opened wide

    Words written by Janice Turner Salmon

    From She Who Is

    Art image by Emily Balivet