Our connection to ourselves. To one another. And to nature has been stolen from us.
Commodified. Commercialised. Pathologised.
Because then our power and our sovereignty is forgotten.
And we make such wonderfully loyal and pliable consumers.
I could see that working in circle with teenagers, to support them to feel seen and heard and honoured in their vulnerability brought through something so powerful it is hard to describe in words. IT was something so raw, so ancient and yet something more natural than I had ever witnessed.
Once they felt safe and brave to let their walls down, they talked about their fears, their insecurities, their bodies, their futures, their relationships, their shame and their hope. We often discussed birth and sex and taboos were not only welcome but expected because when they are met with connection and empathy, shame cannot survive, only love, for self and for others survives.
I know now that I had witnessed circle medicine at work- I just didn’t realise it at the time, but I was hooked on finding a way to support others evoke more of what this world clearly needs right now if we have any hope of repairing the damage done for so many years.
Healing the sisterhood wound & healing the witch wound became my mission.
I could see that this work would bring a reclamation to the feminine and restore a much-needed balance to this world.
To be human is to be spirit in physical form.
Our spirit is yearning to be unearthed, witnessed and held.
This is where the honouring of our rites of passage through ceremony & gathering in circle of any form evokes the medicine and where you can be a bringer of light and change through becoming a confident and self-assured circle & blessing facilitator.
This is our peaceful and gentle rebellion to stand against everything and everyone that has stolen our power from us. This is our activism, in the most sacred way, to bear the torch from our ancestors to reclaim this ancient way of being.