Happy Lughnasadh, everyone!
Tis the High Season of Harvest!

What do you have?
What do you have? I say you.
What has blossomed? What do you reap?


For me, after the whole car accident thing, I have my life. That’s really something. I have a new car and a new job. New people, new challenges and a cash flow as I start to recover financially.

I have a new sense of stability inside myself, rock hard, formed under all the spinning and the discovering of what is really there, what matters and what doesn’t.
So in the middle world, I am doing really, really well.

Creatively, I do not have a new flow, that is for sure. That is why I haven’t been writing, although I do think about writing all the time. Perhaps the dark season will offer that to me.

When I think about writing, I take notes and ponder over these thoughts, gathered over the past weeks:

The universe is neutral. We make our meaning.
Don’t get mired in your meaning or names or especially categories.
Be careful what you make of things.
Careful the wide webs that are made of too much meaning.
Be careful when making something of anything, really. It isn’t absolutely necessary unless you need to survive something or to get away from something.
How sometimes it is important to define something in order to know that it is wrong.

Definitely don’t let others define you or your experiences for you.
But.. don’t make up bullshit that isn’t there. I’m just saying. Happy stickers.

Shamanism is not a religion. It is trial and error.

Mushroom trips show you patterns in nature, and the inside of your mind. It isn’t guaranteed the spirits will be more there for you than if you just get your drum and journey that way.

The notion of having a strong sense of self, how valued it is in our society and how having one can limit one’s perceptions of the world.

One precept of shamanism is building personal power, which also builds confidence. This is not power as we usually think of it. It is truly the spiritual power we gain from being in close contact with the spirits of kindness on the other side. I am rereading Michael Harner’s books, going back to see what will turn me now.

That’s it. Lots of sitting in silence with it, reading Mary Oliver and David Whyte and Tibetan wisdom and the Tao Te Ching. I’ve been reading the Tao Te Ching since college. I’ve been having journeys, embodying my primary spirit teacher/power animal in their forms that I first met them in. It’s like a home-coming.

But it’s harvest time and I wanted to say hello.

Hello! I hope your harvest season is rich and there are many lavish wonders to steep in for you. Have a nice time with people you love. Sit with the trees or the water or both. I hear that the Celts used to go to the sacred well on Lughnasadh.

Bless you!

Hugs,

Tasara