There is a great unraveling
and as quick as the hands of those who care
are reweaving the many colored threads
that are coming undone,
it's undone again and again and again.
This feeling of not being able to trust
what's happening around us.
The news, the media, the authorities, the fake videos.
What an affront to the decency of being a human.
To have our stories regurgitated and sold back to us in a false context.
What a challenging time to know that at every turn t
here's someone pfishing, someone scamming,
someone looking for something from us of having to protect ourselves.
What would we be spending our precious life force
doing if we weren't protecting ourselves?
I want that life force to be available to me and to you.
That's why I do what I do with intentional creativity
and offer these ceremonies at the CARA Council
because I want us to be able to spend time.
Wait I want to stop, say, spending time.
I want us to experience time. Time out of time.
Where we're fully embodied and engaged
in the beauty of creation
and where we're not using up so much energy in defending,
but this is a time of needing to defend and protect.
How do you sense the great unraveling in you?
Do you see visions of it? Just out of the corner of your eye?
Do you smell it with your instinctual wolf nose that knows there's danger?
Do you just know it in your bones? How are you experiencing this time?
Tune into your body and just how are you experiencing it?
Be with it. Lean in a little bit right now and just breathe with me.
Let's get really present.
This is a time the grandmothers spoke of and the grandfathers warned us about.
They lived through wars that many of us have not seen or felt or known.
The specter of it exists. They saw mass industrialization and weaponization rising.
My mother saw the first grocery store.
We went from food grown in gardens of our own
and of our neighbors to grocery stores
to food with preservatives being trucked
and infused with not-food.
This has all happened very quickly in less than 100 years.
They felt it and they tried to tell us. They weren't sure how to tell us.
One of my grandmothers told me not to have kids.
This wasn't a safe place and I should spend my life traveling and enjoying.
I wanted to have kids anyway, but I didn't.
But I can't get her voice out of my mind right now.
This unraveling is happening as we watch unprecedented natural disasters.
But are they? They've happened before in different ways.
And we didn't set up the measures to protect.
And there's a lot of blaming going on, of course. No one wished for any harm.
But the way that we used to alert each other
from a societal level that danger was coming,
did not sound the warnings soon enough in Texas.
The fires in Crete. What do we do now?
The earthquakes, the tornadoes, the fear of water rising.
You see it as well as I do.
Even if you have a different view,
the threads are coming undone and there are stories rising.
Fear is increasing for black and brown neighbors.
Terror is induced in parking lots and apartment buildings
and in vineyards near me. I try to speak to them. There's fear in their eyes.
There's a story of a woman in our community whose children
were not protected and were trafficked by their father.
He was tried in a court and set free and is asking for full custody,
even though the children drew the drawings
of what happened to them and they knew they were recorded.
And all of this is there. And yet he walks free and asks for his children.
This is happening all around our lives.
No one is free of being touched by this.
Justice feels in the past.
A justice that never arrived in the first place.
We never had it except a long, long time ago.
Dear ones, what is coming I am uncertain about.
I want to keep my eyes and my heart open to witness and to show up in the best way I know. I wake up with my own internal alarms. Warning. Warning. I called a friend yesterday who was in danger and I said, there's more danger than you think. I don't want to scare you,c but just believe me because the voices of women and children must be heard.
I'm showing up in the best way I can in healing circles and offering healing foods and healing words and doing these ceremonies like the Cura Council. For those of you who invest, tithe to support the staff that it takes to bring you the ceremonies in these podcasts, thank you. I am not paid, but my team is. I'm here standing with those in need of prayer and in need of ceremony. trying to hold hands with those who are in pain and those whose eyes show me tears.
I try to meet with them if I can, even for 15 minutes at a time. I'm talking with care to those with mental health challenges. This medication, that medication, let's see what works, what reduces the delusions and gives a sense of comfort. Addictions, they're raising their ancient ancestral heads in us.
The addictions which were introduced to us by the oppressors. Why, why would drugs be introduced into black communities? Why, why? Would liquor stores be placed at the edges of reservations instead of farms? It feels like it's stacked against us. Is it? But who's doing it?
And I don't want to spend my time asking that question, but I find myself defaulting. Why? This story of violence is so old, but so young too. We were not always a violent people. I'm remembering the unviolent in my bones right now. Remembering unviolent bones in my bones, original stardust, unviolent, powerful, fierce, life creating, but not violent.
I'm remembering the sacred safety for children and for women. Why would we put women and children in danger? Why would we compromise waterways? What else can we say? In a time when no longer is water treated as a being or being protected, when food is allowed to be poisoned, why? Why is toxicity tolerated?
Why is scarcity enforced when we know there's enough food to feed everyone and enough housing? I do not know, but I add my voice in prayer. I extend my hand in love to you right now, reaching in and reaching out where I can. Please keep caring for yourself and for one another.
Find ways to self-express and to talk story. Call circles with your sisters and your brothers and have the hard conversations about what you see, feel, hear, and know. Many actions are needed now. And the first one is caring for yourself so that you can care for yourself so that you can care for others.
For anyone needing a hug, there's a quantum hug going through right now, going through the field right now, reaching you right where you are. This love is real and knows no space and no time. It's right where I am, right where you are. Do you feel it? I'm sending this hug to you and to your children.
It's a hug of ceremony, a hug of unviolence, a hug of remembering peace. I'm extending a red thread of connection between my heart and yours. Seeing us as one people, continuing to weave, even as the great unraveling occurs around us. We shall be known by the company we keep, says the great Joanna Macy. (Blessings to her in her journey of completion and so much gratitude for her life and contribution)
What company are you keeping? Let's be good company. One time I was praying on Sonoma Mountain. I asked the ancestral mothers of Sonoma Mountain named Question Woman and Answer Woman, how can I help steward this land and be stewarded by it? And they said: Be good company.
So today in this Cura Council, this is Shiloh Sophia hoping I can be good company for you. letting you know that I know that you're seeing, feeling, hearing, knowing that there's fear rippling, but also that we can be good company for one another. I just spent an amazing eight days with my community at Musea Center for Intentional Creativity and Consciousness and prayer and song and meals and dancing. in ceremony and painting and praying and gathering at the creek and releasing our pain and gathering each other up in each other's arms singing I will be your standing stone I will stand by you. I will be your standing stone. I will stand by you.
Listen to the song here by Melanie DeMore and imagine that we're all standing together.
Love
Shiloh Sophia
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