See the earth, which is you, floating in space. Go through all the seasons of the earth in this way over and over. Smell sweetness of the season on the wind. See your blooms opening and the bees drinking your nectar. You are gone, but now you are also the whole of the earth. Watch all of what you were dissolve into the earth completely. See the shape of your body turn into dirt. If you can, be completely naked or partially naked. Vision your body/full self becoming Demeter by dissolving into the earth completely and merging with her creative chaos and order. Demeter, just one name for Earth Mother is birthing and dying and birthing for us constantly. ![]() If you feel inspired to practice on the spot totally do it….except if your driving…listen to your intuition. I practice this visualization outside with meditation and contemplation either at sunrise or sunset, but as I usually instruct: if it feels right to practice it in ritual then do it. What I am offering, however is to maybe initiate any ritual with that kind of present acknowledgment and then move into connection with the spiritus, gennii loci, and/ or Anima Mundi. No matter how we are working we can heal through coming into contact with root essence of the elements. That being said, magic works non-linearly. Just to be in a heightened kind of mindfulness before any practice in which we evoke the elements, and contemplate their actual current state is incredibly important because we have to start where we are at. Without projecting rage or blame on anything, or fear, for the current state of the earth but to just be in a state of heightened mindfulness about say, the decline of bees or the poisoning of water… The Mother is where she’s at just as we are. We start right here, right now, with what is right in front of us. Just being with the understanding is like a glacial shower and it’s a beginning. We know the state of earth right now and quite obviously to say that it’s not healthy is a gross understatement. The relationship that we cultivate with the spirits of the land is so very vital and just like any important relationship we’ve got to keep in touch, forget the small talk so to speak, and nurture it. We can play the subtle vibrations like an instrument that opens the gates to other perceptions and other realities. We, in turn, interact with our planet instinctually, in which in any given moment we turn on and tune in, and allow the power to course through our very body vessel. It is perceived in the body and felt in the depths of individual experience. The Anima Mundi, the spirit of the world at this point is no longer a concept but so much more. The earth is living, breathing, pulsing and we perceive it perhaps as our ancestors have, not in the grandiose Hollywood kind of way, but magic in the very real sense that begins to show itself when we learn(remember) how to look (be in relationship to it). Our earnest devotion to our practice is the catalyst to what peels away the layers so we begin to see the world completely differently. ![]() No matter how we practice, each and every expression of the work that we do is beautiful to behold in its own right. Within every natural witch lies dark earth, fertile, lush with the protected seedcrets of ancient ways, alive with mystery and kept sacred and untainted from the “normalization” of the status quo. It is a foundation of study and also a potent remembering. My hands and feet have been constantly investigating and trampling through the tropical landscape of Florida and so the intimacy running through me has been the aesthesis of shoots of new green covered in dew, balmy air scented with salty wet earth, and bees pressed deep into the center of flowers… and all of this is happening in the wide open, no shame, Nature needing no permission to burst with her blatant sensuality.Ĭonnecting to the earth is not a new concept for those who practice the craft (to each and every guardian of the directions, the elementals, Hail and Welcome). I have found myself outside significantly more than being inside anywhere. Instead this article transformed from body in relationship to body into body in relationship to earth… a different kind of body, of intimacy. Hopefully that article will want to be written soon because, well… what a sensation. Let every body in whatever sensual embrace undulate, hum, shudder and drunk on rhythm and ecstasy … whether crying out or soft sigh of respiration, mouth the genuine expression of ecstatic release (and please do always). Let there be Eros possession in which every word rolled off the tongue is a spiced nectar. I wanted to write love to you by saying: May all kinds of milks, honeys, fragrant oils and flowers fill your home, altar, and bath. ![]() I wanted to write an erotic love article to you.
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