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magdalene-spirit · 2 months
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To IN-nitiate is to go IN to what arises and not avoid or pull back from it (emotionally & energetically).
Within the full experiencing is the remedy and transformation required.
As awareness, merging with experience, there is simply experiencing, where there is no suffering of an experience on behalf of a person.
There is only the raw flow of intense energy while it finds its way through.
To be with what is energetically— is INITIATION
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tides-of-truth · 4 months
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TIME TO DROP
THAT PUSH TO GET SOMEWHERE
& REALLY GO SLOW
& LISTEN TO THE FEMININE
PRINCIPLE OF CONSCIOUSNESS WITHIN
THAT ASKS OF YOU TO STOP
& TO DROP
& FEEL
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animystsoul · 7 months
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"Organic is not a 'thing,
it is not a product. It is a
philosophy:
a way of thought and a way of living, based on the awareness that everything is connected and everything is in a relationship with everything else
-Vandana Shiva-
The human body is designed to be in a relationship with plants. Our digestive tract is designed to consume plants.
Our physiology is designed to combust the energy of the sun by extracting it from plants.
Our primary biological relationship is with plants.
- David Crow
Animism as a spiritual path
A conversation about mindful microdosing, dream interpretation + connecting with the essential self.
Animism is the belief that objects, places, and creatures all possess a distinct spiritual essence.
Being a witch is allowing oneself to connect with that exact energy.
There is no transcendent creator in animism, no god who set the clocks ticking and decides which ones to fix when they falter;
nothing exists outside of nature. In other words, my philosophy does not require that I believe in something I cannot experience directly.
Emma Restall Orr
THEY TRIED TO BURY US.
THEY DIDN'T KNOW
WE WERE SEEDS.
#organic #soul #spirit #animism #plantspirit #aliveness #Nature
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tides-of-truth · 2 years
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Love
A mother never doubts the love for her child
There is no need to prove such love
The heart surrenders and melts in communion
The capacity to feel is the thread that weaves the fabric of intimacy
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tides-of-truth · 3 years
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𝑻𝑯𝑬𝒀 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑪𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑭𝑬𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑨𝒕 𝒂 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝑺𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝑳𝑰𝑭𝑬 𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝑶𝒇 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑨𝒕 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 𝑺𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑶𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆? 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝑷𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍, 𝒔𝒐 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏 𝑺𝒐 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑰𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑺𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒋𝒐𝒃 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝑨 𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑨 𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑨 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑶𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑮𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝑭𝑬𝑬𝑳 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝑨����𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝑩𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒚 𝑺𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅: 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑭𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑶𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝑰’𝒎 𝒂 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑶𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍
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