The Medicine of Now

Sometimes it feels like we’re doing this shit on our own.
And it’s hard.

I can’t even begin to enumerate how many times I’ve wanted a wise, all-knowing magic grandmother to call up, visit, lay my head in her lap, and have her show me all the magic ways and tell me all the magic things.

I just don’t have that.  
Many of us don’t.  

And while some of us do, which is dope beyond measure, I think a lot of young adults are yearning for more elders in their lives.  I recognize that “elders” means a lot of things to a lot of different people, and in this specific context I’m providing, elders refers to those who have lived, who have loved, who have failed, and who survived to tell the tales of what not to do.  I, for one, love an elder who has made a ton of mistakes, and is more than willing to impart those lessons learned (no matter how long-winded those lessons may be…)

A lot of us fledgling witches/brujas, healers/curanderas, and general magic folk, are steady on the lookout for elders within the magic communities who we can learn from.  

We’re living in unprecedented times, with our own set of unique circumstances that our grandparents do not fully fathom.  New times call for new methods, new rituals, and new ceremonies to stay sane.

I think most of us can agree that capitalism is evil.  If you disagree, then this blog probably isn’t for you, lol.  I say all of that in jest and yet, it’s so real, it hurts.  

Capitalism cares about what you produce for the profit of a few.  You are only as good as the amount of money you can make someone else…  More often than not, your passion is separated from your work, and the demands of keeping up with nonsensical numerical demands just to exist on this planet, is … insanity.  We are literally insane to accept such an arbitrary system as a means of living.

For some of us, magic, ritual, ceremony, and communion literally keeps us breathing.
For some of us, without bowing down to the magic in our lives, we are not living our truth.
For some of us, if we ignore the demands of our path that require deep ritualistic work, it can lead to our destruction, our demise, our sickness, our sadness, our pain, our weariness, and even our deaths.
For some of us, without this work, we are surely dead.

And death can take many different forms. 

We are the healers of today, healing ourselves from constant, daily trauma.The condensed modern cities just magnify, and amplify, all the collective pain we feel.

Funny how we as people of color have stigmatized working with the land (because we were brutally exploited with it), and now we are estranged from the very thing that can heal us.

Our medicine looks different because of these cities.
Because of these capitalistic structures//
These divisive paradigms//

The -isms that make white supremacist patriarchy go round...

Our medicine looks different because of the way we’ve set up tribe in the “modern” city
Isolated, separate//
Having to literally pay for existing, pay for your time, living in a box, driving a box, eating out of boxes//
Having to pay to have your children being cared for while you go off to earn your right to exist...

Our medicine looks different because our elders are “put away” and disregarded.
We treat children as though they have nothing valuable to say, add, or contribute to society with their ideas, thoughts, and dreams.

Our medicine looks different in this day and age,
Because we are addressing the needs of now, and we will continue to do so, continue to adapt, change, and mold, into whatever Spirit calls for.

The Source is ALWAYS the same. And will always be.

It is the ritual, the ceremony, the talismans, the relics, the practices, the rhetoric, the language, the nuances and the entry points that change.

How do we remain clear channels for the medicine we carry, to maximize our highest potentials for good?

We must support each other through these thick, shifting landscapes…

Listen. Breathe. Move and love your spine, every single day. Drink hella water. And trust that the medicine you carry is everything you are already looking for. It is everything you need.

 

[November 16, 2015 // edited April 6, 2016]
 

 

The Honest Radical

Afraid to tap in,
     To traverse other realms

Afraid of what the path, the medicine,
     the ascension,
          will require of me.

I will be different.  I will be changed.
How much do I want to change?
What will I have to let go of?
How do I let go, as I build bond with my growing family?
How do we all ascend?

I’m afraid.

Afraid of leaving my body.
Of Darkness.
Of working with forces I do not understand.
     & the consequences of said work…

Afraid of being stuck in between realms.
     Who’s gonna bring me back?
     What anchors me?

Afraid of getting lost.
Afraid of the TRUE POWER that I might manifest…
     What responsibilities come with it?

AM I AFRAID OF MY OWN LIBERATION?!

I’d like to think I’m about that life...
     
but do I fear the transformation
          that true freedom brings?

                         WHY?

Loneliness?
Isolation?
Unattachment?

What if what matters to me now, no longer matters?
What parts of my existing ego will need to die?

"Let's Get Free" is all the work,
the never ending work, 
of loving yourself into the fires that mold you.