Forget time, granddaughter
At least your human sense of it
Instead, remember cycles
Experience moves in cycles and flows in rhythms
It dances and expresses itself in ever repeating cadences of creation and destruction
Every Earth day is a cycle
Every Earth day is special
Every moment you have is a chance to lift up and celebrate
Celebrate the moment of quietude
Celebrate the breath moving in and out of your body
Celebrate the essence of life pulsing through your veins, connecting you to every other being in creation
Every moment you are truly present and aware, you are offering a gift to the world
Every Earth day you are here to be that gift
To offer yourself up just as you are
Whole and incomplete
Every Earth day is sacred
I am going to start this storyhack with a confession: I never wanted children.
At least, I never wanted physical children. There – I said it!
This decision and personal choice is something that is still considered taboo in most societies or at least very strange, but ever since I was a small child, I knew that this was not a path for me.
What is not real never was and never will be.
What is real always was and cannot be destroyed”
This is the way that one of our oldest and most powerful human archetypes is described in an ancient Hindu text. A character that is born free, lives free and dies willingly knowing that this ultimate life initiation only leads to greater freedom.
Article Originally Published in Green Spirit Magazine
The Story That Unites
I was awoken in the early hours of the morning by a collective voice in my head. The ancestors were calling me from my slumber. I was visiting a friend in the mountains of Montana. It was March. Snow was still lying on the ground and capping the tops of the Rockies that curled around the house like the embrace of a lover. The voice asked me to rise and go outside. After a moment of hesitation I dressed, emerging from the house into a bright clear, mountain dawn.