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Were you burned at the stake?

Yes, many of us carry the memory of  being unjustly accused of using the natural wisdom of the alchemist.
We have been left with scars that may prevent a full embrace of the wisdom of the earth. The empowerment of this frequency in your inner structure facilitates an opening to natural medicine and to intuitive healing. It also allows a different type of growing and connection to the earth vibrations

The power of the group
i was blessed this past weekend with the presence of women and men who facilitated communication with the earth beings that were so eager to be recognized as an important part of our spiritual wholeness.

One of the processes was to write a herbal poem. I was blown away by the accuracy and beauty of the outcome. Here are some examples for you to have a glimpse of this powerful and playful workshop.

In service

Bhuvaneswari

Assimilation of the Blessed Thistle

Shielded in valiant green
Wise thistles will protect
Innocence of flower
Baby's hair of soft mauve
Fairer than vaunting royal purple
But ever kin to the bees
Who, unthwarted by your so-called armour
Relish in the priestess
Feast in this sweetness.

 Ode to the Golden Rod
by Christiane

I bow to You, Golden Rod,
Flower of late summer,
I bow to Your strenth,
Hidden by your frailty.
You dance in the wind,
Withstanding the strongest storms,
Your colour is illuminating,
Incarnating sunlight.
Your lightness gives joy the eye,
Your playfulness is uplfigting,
You're so graceful and humble!
Please learn me how to dance
And play with the winds,
Share your lightness and grace with me.
Stand by me to bring joy
And beauty to the Universe,
Shed your light on me,
So that I can bring it to the World!

The french voice
By Huges



 Chère plante, je te voyais mais ne te regardais pas. Tu es ici depuis des temps immémoriaux. ta mémoire a vu plus d'années que la mienne. tu connais les richesses de la terre et du ciel plus que je les connais.Tu peux mourir et renaître et moi j'ai oublié comment.  Je ne me suis pas donné la chance de te connaitre, je ne t'ai pas donné la chance de te fire connaitre. Maintenant, donne moi et  apprends moi ta vie, apprends moi tes forces, fais partie de moi.  Partage avec moi tes richesses pour que je devienne , pour que je sois.






I bow to you Queen of thistle,
By Joane

Your blood flows from the earth,
To your bountiful flowers life trickles
My heart cries for your medicine,
To spread to others that listen,
Wonders and magic you behold ,
Within the essence of your light,
Shower me with your milk oh so bright ,
As without you darkness  prevails,
 H.elp me lift the veil of  sorrow,
And spread the seed of joy,
As to smile upward to the sky,
Is my only prayer for all….
I yearn for your wisdom deeply in my womb,
Queen of thistle , protector of the vital force,
Blessing me with your grace and divine spirit,
May I  humbly reclaim your wisdom ,
To experience pure bliss and joy
 Please , ignite my inner fire,
For  eternal life is my deepest desire.
OM

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