The Haven

When I think about what I’m recultivating, I’m resonating with visions of bears hibernating and seeds deep in the earth. A snake shedding its skin takes time. There is a time when we pause and allow stillness to birth. This is needed.

When we gathered together, all women, and ate, danced and created together… I felt something somewhere deep inside of me break free. I allowed it to run free over and around my body creating tears of gratitude and joy for the present moment to well up in my eyes and throat. I was in awe… of what was occurring. What was in creation. It was… skill share, flow, holding each other, safety, and lifting one another up. A sanctuary. A Haven.

I’m reading The Serviceberry, by Robin Wall Kimmerer; also author of Braiding Sweetgrass. Im so loving this book. In it, I find so much rich wisdom in a few simple and clear words. Each uneven-edged page I tenderly turn… my eyes slowly taking in the words like savoring chocolate in my mouth. Using my senses and allowing it to overcome me.

In it, she writes that gift giving is amongst the most primal of human relationships. Each of us beginning our life as a recipient of a “maternal gift economy” the flow of “goods and services” from mother to child. The boundary of the individual self becomes permeable and the common good is the only one that matters. The maternal gift economy is a biological imperative. There is no meritocracy or earning of sustenance. Mothers do not sell their milk to their babies, it is pure gift, so that life can continue. The currency is the flow of gratitude, the flow of love, literally in support of life.

In this way, I know that the solution… the answer to my unasked question, is simple. Just as a seed grows in the darkness. A bear eats up as much as she can and goes into a hibernation sleep for the winter months. The birds eat and carry in their full beaks and the squirrels hide acorns away in little nooks. When we look to nature as a teacher, we learn much from her. She is the whisper to us to share in the abundance that is around us. Look each other in the eyes. Laugh with one another. Allow yourself to play. Allow gifts to come through as a joke, good food, a wink, a warm snug hug.

Ease yourself and don’t hurry. Utilize Essence pace and the gift of reciprocity. Give when you are rich in something. Rather than hoarding goods and creating scarcity. There is much to be grateful for and much to be gifted in this world.

My boob stamp! @Laura Lee

This is my belief going into this year, and looking back at what this past year has taught me. All of time is an illusion… but the seasons take rhythm like a heart beat. Allowing us to be whole. Allowing us to receive. Allowing a tribal way … a simpler, waaaaay less chaotic way, of BEing.

Thank you 🙏 for reading. This is my belief … that as we create community in our lives and reach out beyond the isolation that this society has set out for us. We endure. We thrive. We gather and share and learn. We learn to rerelationship.

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Hold onto your special beloved. Cuddle up and share the gift of warmth.