We can weave from common threads a world of strength and beauty.

Say it 25 times.

Or say another sweet phrase you have found in your heart.

Yes, your magic has power. Immense power, and now is the time to concentrate. Listen to the rain, the wind, the traffic, the children. Calm yourself, and chant. Offer your chant as one thread in a great weaving of the common ground. Embrace all the other weavers who are trying the same, speaking out, fighting in the courts, working the campaigns, staying by candles in their living rooms.

Before the votes are counted, your magic has beautiful power to affect not only the outcome of this election, but how people behave themselves, by calming and raising the collective environment. Do we come together? Do we see our nation as beautiful, rich with many colors? Do we find that voices resolve to a mature tone, a higher collective self, a strength and forgiveness?

Please be with me in this time so we are not all alone, watching a horror spectacle. Join with me and chant, sing, rock, hum. Know our collective tone is real and is not separate from the whole.

I do not write these things for money or promotion. I write to you because if I don’t, my heart will burst. I invite you to be a part of this community. Do, comment, react, laugh, share, connect. That is what this cyber-space is for. It can only be nourishing if you participate.

Blessed Be.

I wanted to repeat a shamanic journey I’d done before. I planned to ask the Spirits of Kindness to take me to the beautiful future I want to live in, so I could experience the world in this state and to draw the energy back here to manifest.

But my spirit friend brought me somewhere else. She said, “You are not alone,” and dropped me off at the Great Web of Light. The web of millions of people who hold together our collective healing vision of a future where we experience equality, peace, justice, honorable relationship with the land and all the beautiful things that many diverse people dream for.

She said, “Be a part of it.”

I plugged myself into the circuits and felt the white-blue light stream through my body. I was reminded that the Spirits of Kindness cannot do their work without us working as hollow bones and/or sacred witness. I was told to trust. No, not to trust, but to keep my awareness on this reality, the reality of all these people from all over the world, dreaming for a balanced, flourishing, loving world. It is important to focus on the collective dream.

This is what we must do. Hold the dream.

People are already getting their mail-in ballots around the country, so the time to do this work is now.

I was also reminded from an elder in the Wombs of Peace online ceremony today, that what we focus on is what is manifested. Another elder stated that we need not build peace. We can activate peace.

Beyond doing your own spiritual work, I urge you to take the time to listen to the Oct 13th 2024 Wombs of Peace ceremony on YouTube once it is uploaded. The theme was “How to find ground in the eye of a storm? – The holy-land and other whirlwinds”.

There is a beautiful meditation to embody stillness in the storm and then stories from women present about doing sacred work for peace while in the war zones. Painfully, one woman present was hearing bombs drop in the next neighborhood from her house.

W.O.P. ceremonies are very strong. There is a palpable, deep, grounding, loving energy that can be held together over Zoom, as we listen to indigenous wise women from all over the world.

I’ll see you in the web of light, the dream for a better future.

Blessed Be.

Tasara

Let’s unpack the spiritual potency of a tattoo. It may be a symbol, a colorful depiction or it may be just words, but its form, resting endlessly on that body has an active meaning which imprints itself deep into the psyche and plays into the subconscious. It also changes and evolves over time as the wearer changes through their life experiences. They are homemade archetypes, always there, always speaking, always.

Tattoos are a form of blood magic. A person has to cross a threshold of pain and shed their blood in order to receive it. It is a life commitment made in a pain-induced state of elevated consciousness. One enters this ceremony knowing that a tattoos are permanent, and that even if they try to erase it in later years, their body will always show some mark. Most of us are thinking about the symbol or words throughout the entire process which binds us to it and gives the tattoo spiritual power. It becomes a talisman made of one’s own living flesh.

There is no going back. Only transformation.

So imagine what it would be like to have a tattoo of hate emblazoned on your body that you didn’t want anymore.

WHITE PRIDE. A swastika. Perhaps it felt right at one time. Perhaps it never did, but actually was a mistake from long ago. Imagine the dissonance of having to live with an active archetype on your body that does not stand for who you are anymore, and still be able to feel its power, moving and expressing itself on a multi-dimensional level.

Imagine having your character broadcasted as something you are not. Imagine being afraid you might encourage another person to go down the wrong path. Imagine hating this and not having the funds to change the tattoo.

This is where spiritual activism comes in. Sometimes we can do ceremony for others. In this case, we just need to fund someone’s blood ceremony of transformation.

I am donating to Redemption Ink, a nonprofit collective of tattoo studios that are removing symbols of hate for free. Please join me.

Social change happens when people change on a deeper level. Imagine the change.

https://www.redemptionink.org/

Yes, I laughed my ass off when, half-asleep, I opened my laptop to find that Trump was diagnosed with Covid-19. I didn’t want him to die, but I couldn’t bring myself to the shore of other people who were truly concerned for his health.

Now it’s been a few days and it’s become real. It is no longer symbolic or part of the game of politics. It’s about a human being. I was able to shift and put out a message on social media saying,

“I envision that Donald John Trump receives the care he needs and the outcome of his illness is aligned with his pure soul’s deepest desire.“

Lots of people are having moral conflict in their own reaction to Trump’s hospitalization. I completely understand. After he bullied Biden in the debates, as he puts his own staff at risk of infection, it is hard. But this is a test. As you are concerned about ethics, and karma, and the trajectory the world is on, this could be a turning point on your spiritual path. I am not perfect. I think that writing this is helping me get to that shore, so bear with me.

We created this situation with our political apathy and cynicism. If we don’t want this person to be the President of the United States, we are meant to use our power and vote in someone else. We can even reach across state lines and reach people in swing states. There is still time to make this happen. See the links at the end here.

But wishing someone unwell is a malevolent use of magic. Period. It is in times like these, time of crisis and real feelings of life and death for our planet, ourselves and our brothers and sister, it is times like these when people can sooo easily turn to using their metaphysical abilities for harm. Doing so sets off a whole chain of events in oneself, changing the shape of who you are and making the likelihood you would do such things like that again in the future. Deciding to channel your energy in a way that aligns with your true values, despite the great duress, will also shape you. Times like these reveal one’s true character, and can mark one’s character, too.

Let the forces of the Wyrd decide. We are not Gods and Goddesses. There is POTUS, and there is the man, who we know is profoundly traumatized, wounded and out of control. He is not asking for prayers, as far as I know. We do not know what his soul wants. So we don’t try to heal him, just as we don’t try to kill him. We send up a flare with an image of hope that his soul find what it needs, but we send it no where.

It is also important to decide and cement what your energetic response to his illness is, so your strong emotions and unconscious thoughts do not leak out and send energy you do not intend. Time to tell your whole confused system who is in charge and what the energetic directive of the hour is.

Keep doing what you were doing before this happened. Do more if you can. Do something if you haven’t been doing anything. Let’s invest our energy where it is needed, rather than reacting to the news. Let’s keep going. I am with you. I love you. I need you, and I see a world where were we all come together and rejoice in the relief we feel when we discover that we are working together, rather than waiting for someone to save us. And through this, we find each other and our sense of true community and family-outside-of-family is restored.

Here. Over here. Point your magic here. I need you right now. And I’m not the only one. There is still time:

https://votefwd.org/ Letters to swing states.

https://votesaveamerica.com/adopt-a-state/
Phone calls to voters.

And, Blessed Be.

Tasara

(excuse the first draft, this is a message sent when I should be getting ready for work)

Lately, I have taken to driving for hours in search of the right high mountain road, where I can return my crystals to the earth. I have been picking through my crystal beads, asking, This one? Yes. This one? Not yet., mixing the yeses together in a box, with salt for purification, in preparation for when they will be released to the waters. I am thinking ways to let them be wild, where no human will catch them.

I am not infusing them with prayers or directing their energy into any configuration. I am not even making proclamations. I am saying, Here. This is yours. Be at peace. Knit yourself back together, now.

This is my act of love. Mother Earth needs no more.

It all started with a group journey to the Spirits of Kindness. We were asked to go the ley lines of the Earth and ask if there was anything we could do to help. I saw them, so beautiful..

Immediately, a loud voice shouted, again and again, “STOP BUYING CRYSTALS”.

Now, I had done my stopping of buying crystals years ago, but I started up again recently. I already knew. In my journey, I saw images of the land being gouged by the mines. The destruction. The dissipation of the earth’s power centers.

I knew this was a message I need to listen to, and at the same time, I also was conflicted.
I asked, What about the magnified power and healing we get from them, each in their own way?
The answer was: If you have ever known a crystal, you can always tap into it again. It’s like knowing a mudra.

I asked: What about the ones I already own?
In answer, I felt a deep desire from the crystals to go back into the earth. They can’t communicate, connect with all the others, be charged, do their thing when they are trapped in all these little boxes we call homes. I could see that if I had my own backyard, I could put them down and visit them there still. But I don’t have my own backyard. I was told to journey more about it and take my time learning how to transition out.

In the weeks after this journey, I have been slowly and silently guided by the Spirits of Kindness to find alternative magics. See, I use crystals a lot for protection and I need to be taught some other ways. I am in my home, often gazing at crystals, asking, You? Where How? Thank you.

I have found that different stones desire different things, so I listen, and listen. I am not getting rid of all my jewelry in a fell, unthinking swoop. I am listening. I am learning so many things. The stones that have been locked away say to me, See how well you have done without me!

I do not hope that my short post here compels you to purge every stone person in your house. I only hope that it reminds you to listen.

Blessed Be.