No one is going to liberate us.
This is daily self-reclamation.
Always, always taking ourselves back from the grips of predatory conquest cultures.
Waking up and asking ourselves,
“How do we want to live?”
“What feels good and loving to me?”
Beyond any too small constructs.
Stretching out our wings like mariposa.
Taking away their thunder with our steadfast autonomy.
Our devoted liberation reveals their irrelevance.
(This rose from the land. Bug eaten, burned at the edges. Nothing can take away her enduring beauty)
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While preparing the sanctuary/monastery I have had to clarify many times that I am not a ceremonialist,
nor am I supporting dogma.
It is a space for remembering daily self-reclamation and collective healing.
I have not had much time in my life to be in cultivated ceremony space.
First, I was busy surviving foster care,
then as a mother learning how to navigate my trauma to support my children,
trying to help the most marginalized because I understand the need/pain,
and supporting other conscious mothers to break the cycles and reclaim our families, our lives.
And all of it, in the urban, disconnected landscape where I had to intentionally seek out regenerative earth reconnection, hike by hike, gardening error after error, wilderness skills classes with my children and so on.
An orphan, I faced pervasive disconnection and struggled to survive.
I have been walking the path of reconnection,
mostly guided by my heart, Mother Earth, Creator, and kind earth angels… and this is where it has led me.
Throughout it all, ancestral and earth reclamation have been my daily ‘ceremony’.
Not a big event but a daily tuning in, staying centered in who I am,
bringing gentleness, love and compassion into wherever we are in the big mix of this modern experience.
This is what I facilitate.
No dogma, no show, only remembering and listening to all the wisdom within and around us.
Returning to the connection that is our birthright no matter how lost we’ve been.
That is what this sanctuary is for.
reclaiming ourselves daily