Oh, Child. You are not just a child of God. You are the answer to aeons of prayer. You were made this way before breath brought you to life. Spider woman and thread weavers from realms you've not yet met answered the prayers of Ancients and made you. Your normal is not theirs Your normal … Continue reading Oh, Child.
If you missed the introduction to this deep dive, you may want to read this first. At the end of the introduction, there are links to my initial empath myth-busting. Being an empath is the most visceral expression of the spiritual truth that we are interconnected; to each other and to all things. It is … Continue reading Exploring All Things Empath–beyond the bullshit: Part 2
"Empath Bullshit" That's the Google search that brings the most people to this blog. I've addressed some of the bullshit that's out there about the nature of being an empath, I try to assure folks that having the capacity to feel the emotional energies of others is real. It is real, it is purposeful, and … Continue reading “Empath Bullshit”
They began arriving in August 2017. One and two at a time they came. The choir grew day by day, led by Pihtokahanapiwiyin, Kamiokisihkwew, Shingwauk, Keeseekoowenin, and Isapo-Muxika. And still, they come. Day by day. Horse Lake, Beaver, Bush, Yellowknife, Salt River, Birch Narrows, Black Lake, Sunshield, Paul Band, Maskwacis, Ermineskin, Louis Bull, Sampson, Montana, … Continue reading The Voices, They Come
artist: R Blackwater In the introduction to this series on Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women and Children, I mentioned that this unfolding of the Fuckery and I requires discussion of history and the repercussion arisen out of it, trauma experienced and held by peoples and the natural world, realities of misogyny, sexuality, institutionalized racism, the … Continue reading Those Who Tell Too Much; Ancestors and Missing, Murdered Women and Children
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zI56vKSELCg It often feels impossible to describe the love contained within me. Even when I cannot give it words, it frightens people. They seem to be confused that the course of love would somehow find them beyond their beliefs or behaviors, that they would be missed or their cry for help would be unheard, and … Continue reading Oceans of Love
The mouth in the clouds opens into a universal scream because there is no space for a dream -ing of future, places, tense for little girls; Ripped from the bosom of the Mother then forced unto a Father whose hellfire and damnation damned the father to disconnect from all that is truly holy and created … Continue reading Universal Fury