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Heart of Fire
Our bodies, so long Webs of erratic lightningGather in the flamesOur hearts glowLike summer bonfires Our brains are neuroplastic. Our bodies are remarkably adaptable. The tangled web of our nerves and neurons may need time, patience, training, to understand how to pulse in harmony. They may need patching and splicing to conduct our power evenly.…
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Faith
Hope: faithless is he Who quits when the road darkens Mariame Kaba teaches us that hope is a discipline. We cultivate faith; we don’t learn it or receive it. We scatter its seeds carefully where we find fertile soil in our own hearts, tending and watering it. Much like a seed takes time to germinate,…
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Trust
How can you trust anyoneIf you don’t trust yourself? When did you learnTo stop listeningTo your own spirit’s voice?When did you learnTo look outwardFor the truth? Teratogens and epigenetics lay our foundation when we are yet unfertilized eggs. Our grandmother’s grandmothers carried blueprints for our lives. Some of them were plans made in love and…
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Emperor Rising
Fire drives the engineStones solidified into boneWater courses through veinsAir pumps the lungsSpirit guides the rudder The bees teach us that we are not separate, individual. They humble us, reminding us that we are interdependent. Together we make up a larger organism, part of an ecosystem, simultaneously containing multitudes. The mushrooms and vultures remind us…
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Bitterness out / Sweetness in
Dribble some honey Into your coffeeStir widdershins thriceEach time chanting“The bitterness out” Stir deosil thriceEach time chanting“The sweetness in”. Each morning, as you wake and prepare your breakfast, spend some time with your ancestors and guides. Refresh your altar as needed; bring them some of whatever you plan to drink. As you make your coffee,…
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Be Like Water
Hard as unyielding stoneFrozen ice statuesTalons sunken into a shoulderRigidity Stuck stories are metanarratives that we maintain which keep us trapped, repeating the same patterns over and over, sure that they are our destiny, all that we deserve. Metanarratives, like masks we place on others’ faces, keep us from seeing each other fully. We try…
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Tryst
An Morrígan hoversOver her loverAn Dagda looks up Appreciatively Who are the gods of your ancestors? What types of relationships did they model? How might learning what your ancestors believed help expand your understanding of reality and its possibilities? An Morrígan and An Dagda have what some might refer to as a rather unconventional arrangement.…
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Sacred Play
“If you wake upAnd the day feels a-brokenJust lean into the crack(Just lean into the crack)And it will trembleEver so nicelyNotice how it sparklesDown there I can decideWhat I giveBut it’s not up to meWhat I get givenUnthinkable surprisesAbout to happenBut what they are It’s not up to you” Björk, It’s Not up to You…
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Portal
In the midst of chaosA way forwardOr is it backward?One direction is as goodAs any other There will be moments in your life where you make decisions and you can feel reality shift around you. Sometimes, these will be small actions; trying a new food, visiting a new place, even listening to new music. Other…
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Be as Weird as You Need to Be
Floating in the etherThe space cadet is insulatedFrom the influenceOf those who would control them Angry faces hover around the space cadet who has set out on their journey of self-actualization. Their inner children are roused to anger by the perceived threat of a member of the fold breaking free where they have settled into…