The Mirror

Today is an intense day.  Inauguration Day.  I can feel the collective anger, fear and sadness in the center of my chest. I keep thinking about the women marching and how I won’t be joining them. While I do support my beautiful sisters, I guess I’m just not much of a marcher.  My thoughts today are focused on empowering myself as a woman in a woman’s body, regardless of this government who people fear is ruler, because I know I hold the true power.  I’m also very much thinking about the women that I myself oppress when I navigate my dollar based on my own privilege. I won’t forget those women who I harm when I make poor buying choices. So in that way I am no different from trump. I myself am a racist who oppresses women, kills children even, all with my mighty $ This is not an exaggeration. This is my truth, and what one version of taking responsibility looks like. Although I have had poor feelings about trump, I’ve never felt compelled to blame him. Its just never been the feeling that’s naturally aroused.  I wondered today if I should feel bad about that and decided, No. To me, and this has nothing to do with new age ideals or big idea thinking.  He is a teacher.  He shows me what I don’t want to be.  He shows me my own hypocrisy.  He shows me how important it is to act with all of my power and responsibility as a human being, especially in these times of darkness.  He reminds me not to forget about the people who I cannot see.  Who are seriously burdened by my choices as a priviledged American. My reasoning cannot forget the reason why I still have to bear witness to such tragedy on this planet.  It is because I am apart of this beautiful mess. Me. I am no saint in this regard, I cause harm everyday. That’s a hard thing to swallow. But in this life, I’ve chosen to face my demons and so I’m going do everything I can, which is a lot, to be a positive regenerative force on Mother Earth. In my own philosophy, until I am causing no harm, I will continue to witness harmful things. In my own experience, the mirror is real and true. I don’t think I believe in mistakes. Holding you all so gently today. So much love x

Mother Water, My Belly

Mother Water
told me
I have a seed
inside my belly
a memory 
of times
when grandmother
could drink
from the pure river
so when i meet you
little stream
my mouth
begins to water
and i remember
that I am not a dreamer
but a knower
of times
and this gives me hope
for life to come
Mother Water
my cure
Mother Water
my belly
October 3, 2016

Standing Rock

 I woke up to my partner whispering the sweetest words in my ear: “If we weren’t addicted to fossil fuels we wouldn’t be having this issue with the Pipeline….” Haha! I love hearing such blatant honesty first thing in the morning : ) His words are obvious, and true. They point to a very interesting trend within protest and resistance movements that I witness all of the time. Hypocrisy.
Most people will be driving their pipeline oil fueled cars to Standing Rock and eating out of pipeline oil made convenience plastic while they are there. It’s tragic and confusing. It’s an important issue to bring up. While I am aware of a dark power and government which limits our abilities to truly progress into more sustainable lifestyles, I am also aware of another human trend, which has enabled people of all colors..to be oppressed, depressed, numbed out and apathetic to it all. It’s been going on for a long time. It’s been a thick, dark mud, hard to get out of…these dark ages.
Now I believe we have come into a time, such an incredible time in human history. Our abilities and potential are skyrocketing out of the roof. We can destroy the Earth at monumental, monstrous levels. At the same time we have the instruments and technologies to enact positive change very quickly. What can we do with all of that power? Isn’t that the question we are all asking? I think so.
Problem is we live in a world of distractions. It’s much of what this modern day, “civilized” world is made of. Distractions. Entertainment. Things you can sell. Now with the rise of social media (the ultimate distraction, a form of expression which lives in the air & ethers) and simultaneous destruction of our more Earth based, grounded community culture…a form of Vanity is on the rise. It’s understandable…we want to express ourselves so that we can be loved. We want to be seen. We want to experience the love that we still remember in our veins from a time not so long ago, when our ancestors, our families, were truly rooted within their communities. These communal people who had to devote their lives to loving each other and connectivity just to survive. Love was simply connection. It was a necessity.
It appears as though even “Conscious” people are not immune to this distraction of social media. This self-obsession. I know few people who aren’t obsessed with their smart phone and social media presence. It’s become a huge part of life. Interestingly enough, through some unskillful approaches to ancient spiritual philosophies, this obsession seems to have disguised itself as other things. Some call it normal, some call it Self-Love….which I believe in! I believe in Self-Love! I also can see that there comes a point when that self-love becomes a neurotic self-obsession and narcissism. None are immune to it.
I am deeply concerned and to be perfectly honest, blown away, that this narcissism (and I say that word with so much love so please bare with me people) has even managed to distract the Women, the Mothers in this World. Especially on Instagram. It has infiltrated our Mother pool, those primal instincts. I am convinced that We, as Women, would be on the front lines, with out a doubt and with a Deep DEEP urgency to save our Waters, save our Beautiful Earth and children without rest had we not this distraction. We would be able to SEE, more clearly what is going on and act with the strength of the Mother Guardian to really change things.
Have we let this patriarchy numb us so much that we can continue to run our lives as if the situation is not dire and urgent?
I want to encourage both my brothers and sisters to do all you can to help the people at Standing Rock,
help resist the pipeline over there because it is a clear reflection of what is happening everywhere, inside and out.
ALL of our waters are at threat, the world over, and our inner worlds are in danger of this dark spirit tar seeping in too.
We need to get our feet onto the Earth and simplify things..
Please go and pray, and let your LIFE be your Prayer.
Become aware of your own contribution to these problems and work to change!
Forget about these distractions, this accumulation of things.
Even the accumulation and obsession with hand made things,
even though I know it connects you to your indigenous self.
Understand when you’ve had enough, then move into the simplicity of your most precious gifts:
clean water, air, food, love, Earth, connectivity and giving your life and work to honoring them.
Enjoying them with your simple presence. Once we can start to commune with the Earth in this deep way,
in this simple way, things will change. We will care more, for sure,
and the Earth will show us what she needs to thrive.
Touch the Earth.