Soundtrack – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U6tV11acSRk
The north wind has ceased to dance and the sun again takes command of his heavens. Yesterday I briskly baby-stepped through the woods to the Great Mother and, placing my hands on her rutted bark, asked for an interval in the intemperate conditions.
As a bright orange butterfly lands on the grass at my feet this morning, I know she has granted my request.
What wonderful power we hold when in symbiosis with the spirit of nature! We who have been disenfranchised from our lands by force and now have no true conception of why. I myself had long believed the origin this violence lay in the sphere of economic power.
But in nature and through nature I have seen that we were forced to migrate to cities not because influence is increased in proportion of territory accrued; nor because human bodies were required to drive inhumane machines; nor that greedy persons needed lands to graze their greedy animals. These are merely historical, material explanations, that our continued suppression of land rights makes a nonsense of. After all these land owners believe in the mystical power that a piece of paper gives them over a physical reality, and it is legally possible, they believe for them to own land upon which we live. Their inhumane machines have long-ceased to clatter in Europe, finding instead other shores on which to carry out their pointless labours and now they feed their animals by unnatural means, having found a less sensible more lucrative alternative to grass.
The fundamental need for our umbilical cord to be severed from Mother nature by those who wished to wield control still remains though in the fact that if we regained this connection, we would become uncontrollable. Our natural power is our secret history, concealed from us by the monotonous violent narrative of History espoused in school rooms and lecture theatres. We are taught to scoff at the naivety of primitive cultures that believed they could effect weather and crops by rituals and dance and song. I suggest you try it some time and scoff no more.
Shamans, witches, and mystics are always the first to be annihilated when ambitious hands reach out for domination – those who act as gateways of our interface with natural power must be shut up. Such natural power is not solely the domain of specialist, we are all witches, and they can not stake us all and light fires of oppression at our wriggling feet.
The sun, the moon, the weather, every star in the encrusted firmament, every grain of soil on our glorious planet is in you and of you. Manifestation, healing, magic – all at your daily disposal.