I spent time with my Ancestors today, and I called on my allies, Rabbit Tobacco, Cedar, Yarrow, and Mugwort, to help me in ceremony.
I got called out, y’all. I’m not going to gloss it over. I will be spending quite some time with the messages I received from my Ancestors, processing it, looking at myself without my protective defenses engaged, and surrendering to a big dose of humility.
I asked for a message for my community and this is what they gave me. I love you all very deeply, and I hope this offering can be a balm for your hearts.
Message from the Ancestors:
No matter where you stood to observe the view of the election, we want you to know that what you saw and the fears that you hold have been honored and witnessed. You are never alone, and you will always have our support. However, we also want to make clear to you that elections and “who is in charge” is not important to us; you are important to us. You as a collective are who we birthed into this world, and we constantly love and support you collectively and individually as you work to become your best self and live your soul’s purpose.
We are not attempting to belittle your fears, your feelings of inequality, or your concern for environmental damage; those are very real and we understand your fears and your anger and your frustration. We also see the strength of your spirits and the ability you have to bring about change. You may see yourself as alone, but we see millions of you who have the potential to band together and be the support you need in order to live your best lives.
Here are some things we want you to have in your awareness:
We offer you this wisdom and comfort and a different, wider perspective at this time; we can see the bigger picture, and we can see opportunities for you to step into who you really are, individually, as a community, and as a nation.
You are the powerful ones, children, not the structure you are looking to for support. You are being called to take responsibility for restoring community. Who is your community? Do you have one? What are your strengths? How can you be of service? Do you have the heart of an advocate? Do you have the heart of a healer? A warrior? A Visionary? Whatever you do, you must do it from your Heart. Fear will not take you very far in your act of service, but your heart will hold you and carry your message to the most amazing lengths.
What we have to say may make you angry, and what we say may bring you a sense of hope and empowerment. No matter how you respond, know that your heart has been moved, and you are being called to step forward for yourself and for your community at this time. If this brings up more questions for you than answers, then we invite you to develop right relationship with your ancestral support so that you can receive further guidance and wisdom. We are speaking through Dana’s perception; always remember that you have direct access to spirit support. We encourage you to turn to us and develop relationship with us so that you can hear our messages.
We offer these messages to you with deep love, with full awareness of the magnificent spirits you truly are.
Each time a hard rain comes, I can count on two things: lots of usnea on the ground and many worms struggling to survive in my carport.
We’ll visit the medicine of usnea another day; today I want to explore Worm Medicine.
Sometimes when I save the worms, they are so exhausted from their struggle to find a safe place (namely, a section of earth that’s not completely saturated), or so covered in pollen and dirt, they are easy to pick up, rinse off and place gently in a bowl of soil.
Some worms, however, are fresh out of the water and they’re just small enough and strong enough that they struggle to get away from me, and tending to these worms is a challenge. I have a really hard time picking them up. On occasion I accidentally tear one, and I hate when that happens. It’s not my intention to hurt them.
I see the value of worms. I understand what they represent; they enrich my heavy clay soil, and make tunnels, allowing water and air to nourish the earth. Their castings bring nourishment to plants. Good bacteria and fungi are more present in areas where earthworms are abundant.
I love them.
Sometimes, when conditions outside their control occur, they can no longer stay in their homes, so they are pushed to the surface of the earth and they struggle to survive. (The birds are really grateful for this, but the situation isn’t always happy for the worms).
When I can get to them before the feathered ones, they go into a container of moist soil. After the rains, they are usually placed in one of my herb beds.
While tending to the worms this morning, I was thinking about the decision that the senators of MS made to pass the House Bill 1523, wondering how I could possibly make a difference in my community, in my state, when my state representives most definitely do not represent me.
I can send letters to my senators.
I can announce to all and sundry, “Come to the Holistic Center. I will not judge you or turn you away. You are accepted, loved and supported here, no matter what you believe and no matter your sexual preference or identity.”
I can use my privilege as a white, straight woman to speak up about what equality means to me and I can choose how I walk this earth in integrity.
I can love and accept and welcome those who hold completely opposite views. Because when I hold resentment and defensiveness and hate in my heart, it’s still hate. And in the deepest part of my heart, I know that hate can hurt us; it can freeze us; it can kill us. Even if we feel it’s justified.
And so I look for something to do that can generate compassion in my heart.
I speak up for my loved ones, my friends and myself.
I offer my work and my space to anyone whose heart hurts because of this painful step backwards that our state is preparing to take.
I save worms.