A story. About Pluto. About Scorpio. About this current Mercury retrograde and my entire life.
When I was five, a bushy and bright-tailed kindergartner, we had an assembly that featured a snake guy. The show stopper at the end was a giant boa constrictor. (Mind you, in my child's mind, this snake was huge, how big, actually, is hard to say, but, big.) Because it was a tamed snake-- maybe???--this guy wanted a kindergartner to hold it. Somehow, from my class, he ended up trying to decide between me and another boy. I was terrified. I went to my teacher saying no! I feel like I probably cried. I did not want to. But somehow, it ended up being me that was chosen and somehow I did it. There was a photo of this all amongst our family keepsakes, buI honestly don't remember the moment of holding that snake at all.
I do remember claiming for most of my life having a phobia of snakes. I jumped when I saw them, told the kids we could never have one in the house, though we did, eventually. And my relationship with Snake has completely grown and changed. But that moment in my history feels like no small mistake.
There is a power in the snake, in Pluto, in Scorpio, that feels like the ultimate power. It can have its shadow side, but at that moment, and all the others since, my own guides/ancestors/made up voices in my head, have been asking me to embrace my power. Mostly I have side stepped it, afraid. But, in a world where all the wrong people hold this too comfortably, it is beyond needed, that we do.
What I have learned, in all manners of death and rebirthing I have been through, finally, is that I am not afraid of anything.
The cycles move on. We either move with them or die an early death while living. There is an innate story of our own much needed power to offer in the thread of our lives. Our own. And deep down, when bare and naked with ourselves, we know it. We probably always have. The roots.
This is an incredibly potent time to dig, to remember, to return back up from the underworld, and offer.
Do not be afraid.
#snakemedicine
#growingeverwilder
#uponthisearth
#undertheseskies
#mercuryretrogradeinscorpio
This beautiful human soul started school today. Only my daughter is home now, and only for the rest of this year until she starts high school. A part of me feels that this is all good and right for him and us, that there are many positives to what this choice will bring to his days, and to mine. But my nervous system immediately responded to all the noise that is a school full of children. My heart felt a little sad, realizing so clearly that there is an unnaturalness to this set up, that it pretty much requires a dampening of our senses to survive. It's not the way they can expand and heighten out in nature, hopefully in our homes. I wish so much that we could get our shit together and come up with holistic solutions to this modern world machine that marches forward even though we have so much more of an understanding that most of our systems are flawed in fixable ways if we get creative about it. I pray he continues to shine and thrive and stay connected to himself. And learns and grows and stretches too. I know I am having to in these transitions.
#growingwildchildren
#wildheartparenting
#pleaseworldbewiththischild
SAMHAIN MEDICINE BUNDLE
This year, determined to offer bundles for each of the solar holy days, I feel intensely the swiftness of time. Wasn't it just Equinox? Wasn't I just mourning the end of summer?
Aw! But, Samhain. I think I posted at some point that even though I was deeply feeling the loss of summer and sun and the green growing season at equinox, I would be all in by Samhain. And, I am.
I do love the darkness. I do love the incredible thinness of the veils. I do love the descent. The magic. The alchemy on offer if we eat of the seed. And die. Crumble. Allow conversation with the dead, the earth, underneath, the shadow. Transformation.
It feels like the realest part of the wheel. Even though we literally get to bare out skin under the glorious summer sun, we are bare, now, through the rest of the dark time. Truly naked, revealed, exposed. Honest.
It's a powerful time in the cycle.
The offerings are half for all of this goodness, for aiding in the transmutating, half for the reality of cold and flu season. Unsurprisingly, some of them overlap in this.
If you would like one, dm me, I will invoice you, and will deliver or mail them Saturday morning. Still in the window of the holyday, still useful as the work of this season only continues and deepens through Solstice. Spiraling down to our very cores. $55, plus $7 if shipped.
INCLUDES:: HAWTHORN BERRY SYRUP:: Haws are, to me, the holder of Samhain. Heart medicine, they open the gate to processing and healing grief. Scorpio medicine, they keep the gates of death, sex, darkness. The syrup is made with local wildflower honey, preserved with brandy, delicious, divine, and deep.
SWEET ANNIE SMOKE BUNDLE::Artemisia annua. This sweet artemisia is full of intoxicating aroma. For burning as offering. As invocation. As invitation. Whether you want to communicate with your own spirit, or others, this, like so many artemisias, will aid you.
ELECAMPANE TINCTURE::One of my most beloved plant friends. Deep lung medicine, helpful for clearing gunky-ness. Because the lungs hold our grief, it helps loosen and move and release deep seated wounds and losses as well. CONTUINED 👇
Hey Instagram People! I am doing a little fundraising for my new baby shop! Following my initial call to make this into an herbal apothecary, that I shied away from within the first many months of opening this space, until it became resoundingly clear that I should stick with my vision. This kind of thing is way outside my comfort zone, and I don't have gobs of social media outreach, but I run everything on a shoestring, and don't need a lot for a little boost in getting things set up better.
If you'd like to contribute, awesome! But just as significant, if you feel called to share this enthusiastically, via facebook, via e-mail, to anyone who might be in the position with the desire to back such a thing, that is also awesome!
Everyone gets something from my denizen of creations, a love note/poem from the plants and I for all, herbal goods made with such deep love and devotion and connection to the plants, and at the highest level, a tarot reading too.
Being the Fool is never easy work, but here I am on the ledge, jumping!
Link in Bio!
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#growingwildfarm
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