I begin at the center, says the wise woman seer. I come from the chaos and the completeness at the center of the spiral.
I am vital, moving, growing, unrestricted in resources, as I am born in the Wise Woman tradition. In the natural flow of my expansion and enrichment, I encounter pain; I lose control; I die. In the natural flow of my curiosity and play, I discover joy and wisdom. I am born. Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional.
When I hurt (when my heart hurts, when my head hurts, when my shoulders hurt) I nourish myself: I nourish my heart, my head and my shoulders. I nourish myself and am strengthened, transformed and deepened; my vibrational rate increases.
I expand. I open my spiral. I ask myself, ” How can I make this problem my ally? What is the gift of health/ wholeness/ holiness here?” I gain energy with each sickness or problem. My range of resonance and my capacity to receive and to share increases every time I encounter pain and loss and make it my ally. I ally myself with all that I resist and thus become whole. I regain my holiness. Every time I nourish myself in pain, honor my distress and love my uniqueness, my vibration is vitalized and the spiral get bigger and more open, more forceful.
– Susun Weed, Healing Wise
She put it so nicely. What else can I say. I find myself in this same healing way. Stronger and more alive after passing through another round of pain and healing with my eyes wide open.
The past few weeks of working with my mantras, the plants and breathing through the dislocation and relocation of my shoulder have connected me much more deeply to my self, my inner guidance, the unlimited healing potential of Life. I am immensely grateful for this opportunity to pull together lost pieces of myself into wholeness.
There has been so much unfolding that is not ready for writing, yet. Perhaps on another revolution of the Spiral the words will be there.
The picture of the green spiral I painted years ago. It came from a sense of the healing energy flowing in my life. Spirals are showing up again all around me, in my doodles, in reading about the Shide, in Susun Weeds book as I researched Prunella this morning. Hmm …