#30DaysMagicalRoots Days 16 & 17

Day 16: Connect with Mother Earth
Go outside! Find a tree to sit with for a while. Maybe clean up if there is garbage around it. Let today be a day of service to Mother Earth.

Today was not a day for being outside. With the quick weather changes that happen in the summer, and the rains come, it brings headaches and fatigue. I still very much enjoyed the rain though, the smell of petrichor before the rain especially.

I think on a nearly daily basis, whether or not I can go outside, I either look out the window, or go hang outside on the deck or near my garden bed to just feel the earthy energies.  I really love feeling the grass and springy soil beneath bare feet when the weather is warm, knowing that that soil provides so much for not only me, but every living thing that walks upon it and makes its home there.

One of the things I would love having one day is some sort of all-seasons sun room, so many windows, so that even in the coldest parts of winter, I can go out, sit with the plants that live in there, and connect to the earth without worrying about weather. Thunderstorms would be even more magical in a room like that.

 

Day 17: Raise Some Energy
Try chanting, singing, drumming, or dancing! Turn some tunes on and work on that Stevie Nicks spin. When you’re feeling complete throw your arms up and send it shooting out through your hands into the Universe.

Oh, this is one of my favourites! I don’t believe I’ve mentioned very much on the blog here about dancing, so I’ll fill you in.

The past year or so, as I inched towards 30, not that it’s that big of a deal, I’ve been really feeling the need to take care of my body, to move it, to really be seated within it. To enjoy it. So I off and on would do yoga. I discovered Kundalini yoga, which is amazing, and works very well spiritually for me, however, it still wasn’t quite right. In February, I stumbled upon Rachel Brice dancing in a Stellamara performance video. Belly dancing. It just immediately connected with something in me that was super grabby hands about the whole idea.

I Googled her, of course, and found the site, Datura Online, that she runs with other amazing dancers. I’m especially inspired/moved by Colleena Shakti’s teachings in traditional Indian Dance, and her performances of Temple style dance (she has an amazing temple dance for Durga that is so emotionally moving and pure, I must share it, so take a look below).

There’s just something so pure about moving the body, not using words. I even feel this way about words when it comes to music sometimes, as some of the most powerful songs for me are wordless, just this instinctual song that can be understood regardless. We can speak to each other, tell stories, be intimate, be passionate, and understand each other, all just using the movement of our limbs.

I used to dance quite a bit as a kid and young teenager, but like many entering the “adult” world (seriously, what the hell is that anyway?), we feel we need to not play anymore, to not be so overtly joyful or expressive. To keep all of our feelings, no matter the intensity, inside. We feel we must only do these serious exercises to keep our bodies in working order, to not have any fun in them. Dance can be serious business, of course, especially if you’re a performer. But please, show me any performer, of dance, of music, of acting, who doesn’t go out on stage and enjoy themselves, who doesn’t have that energy build up and express itself in the joy of the act? This is why we love performers of all arts, their expression and use of the energies of passion, of inspiration, of joy, of the emotion they pull upon.

So for me, right now, and hopefully for a long time, I’m dancing. I’m being in the moment in my body, and feeling the power of the dance and my body. Feeling the energy that creates, and sometimes after a dance session, I put that energy into a candle, or simply send that energy out with a purpose.

It’s so freeing, and highly recommended ❤

Food Poisoning Sucks

So I ate something I’ve never tried yesterday that was seafood flavoured and quite heavy on the spice. Well, during the night, I kept on waking up with horrible abdominal cramps… needless to say, it was quite exhausting and weakened me quite a bit so I stayed home today. Sigh. I find it funny that I miss school when I’m not there, not just for my friends, but for actually learning. In high school and before, that would never happen! Lol. I guess I’m taking the right course then, wouldn’t you say?

So I had a nice nap in the afternoon after the man left for work, then I made some tuna noodles (I know, I go right in for the seafood again, but it’s just canned tuna, and I’ve never been sick from that, in fact, this is the first time food has ever done this to me!) and watched Fantasia 2000. Aaah, how I love the Rhapsody in Blue segment!! And the last segment… Firebird! If that isn’t pagan at all, I don’t know what is! First we see a beautiful, snow covered forest, then a stag walking through… he breaths life to an earth spirit who brings spring to the land. Then she goes up the mountain to find her powers don’t seem to work there, ends up waking the Firebird who rains destruction on the land, bursting into a volcano consuming the entire forest, and lastly, consumes the earth spirit. Somehow, the stag survived, and he finds her remains among the ashes, breaths her to life again for her to bring life once more to the land. It’s quite beautiful imagery if I do say so!

I enjoy watching all these children’s films that I loved as a child now because I pick up so much from them that I had no clue about before, which, thanks to the writers, is there for adults to enjoy when they have kids who like to watch this stuff over and over, lol. I also find, and maybe this is just my perspective because of being pagan, but most everything seems pagan to me. I’m not talking about silly popular media (not a fan of the modern music scene, I tell ya!), but everything else. Maybe perhaps not stark, glass covered steel buildings, but things to me lately seem so tangible, so physical and so connected to spirit. Even without people minding this at all, I see it everywhere, in people’s flora covered lawns, the ceremonies of celebration and mourning. I don’t know, maybe all I’m viewing is what it is to be human. There’s a rawness to it that seems to transcend religion, language and nationality.