During this week of Global Climate Action, we head to Yemaya's altar.
We who are born of the waters make our annual pilgrimage into the sea.
Our activism is to remember who we are, to remember the sacred swirl of energy the circle creates, our very bodies create - are created by. So we may take that swirl outward to our kin, those we see and do not see.
Women are walking, ancient rhythms open bodies, leading the way into a new world, making all that is change possible.
We are relearning our stubbornness. We are flexing our capacity to nurture ourselves.
Kahuna Leilani reminds us that there is no away, nothing we throw away really leaves the planet.
What can we do to change the patterns of unconscious consumption, the ease with which we waste and throw "away"?
Every drop matters. Save the waters, living waters.
She who is the beginning to which everything returns, she who commences and completes every change.
My body is still recovering from a cold. My elemental body is waking up again, filled with cries the unformed star matter earthsky and grief.
This sacred life fills me with awe. That I get to invoke three elements in community, in circle, this past week! Ancestors, Fire, Earth, Water. We are magic, we come alive in nature.
This sacred life has a meaning beyond known meaning. Soul humbles me again, I am rivers of grief, liquid substance that shimmers in a time that is coming as joy.
We are bringing the joy.