Feelin' it?

 

A Days Ambling...

 

The right to profit at any cost?

 

Familiar No-mad n I came to our current homelands, to stewarding hq on yes'm stolen Yaegl lands. A weed I be, rent refugee who landed in a place I now love. Blessings. That said I hoped to make a small gathering of words to call into awareness, the dangers of development and lives based round profiteering at any cost, shall we say capitalism even? I've seen it corrode communities and individuals, and mayhaps by taking a look I can frickin avoid following suit as I watch the morphing of systems.....

We all have to 'make a living' yes'm agreed, basic folk needs shelter, food, transport and indeed belonging and loving connections in some form. Yet I remember that first commerce lesson in high school where we were told humans have 'the right to profit'. Up went my hand, asking but what if that hurts rather than sustains, and this bloody mantra was repeated 'the right to profit' louder n louder, ignoring a curiosity and empathy that I am coming to see is a sharing with many folk of all generations. Yet that governments seem to deny. Now, I won't get too political as a non-tv owner and someone who doesn't watch news some may say I am ill informed to comment. However, I am. Being ill informed doesn't seem to stop policy and major federal and global decision makers, so in this wee blog, I am pulling together my grey matter and heart resonance in a prayer that as small vibers within the mass of humanity we work in ways that care for and have some empathy with our big Mama beneath, to which our feet are rooted.I'm not shamed to admit tears and rage at the communal static I hear as voices, which I believe are echoes of a lack of this. As well as the exquisite joy when I see folks connecting into spirit and practices that support lifestyles of creative and kinder living.

For each it will be different specifics, but you know, as do I, if'n we pause...what this entails for you, I believe. We all contain those / that small wise voice that can guide us. I am pondering where mine is leading me as I prepare for an exhibition space, I know it has seeds in faery story, plants,  echodyeing, witchin stitchin, drawing / painting n tea towels yup. How they will flow in together is ever evolving. What is yours saying? What are you willing to risk? What makes you belly laugh? Who's vibes do you dig n back up? What conjures you to exert and motivate? The Talking Stick is in our hands in our actions for what will be....

 

I remember....

Wild hearts....

 

It's a sign....literally.....slow down folks....

 

Hearing Voices and a couple of songs on the vibe...

 So, whilst few people find their way to this corner of the ethernet, this is still a big post for me. I am a wombyn who Hears Voices that many others don't. I won't say no others, because I don't know what your experiences are, or want to speak for them. That said in my experiences, I can hear (and I'm not talking about 'thoughts') whole conversations that haven't happened and are alike 'auditory hallucinations' (which could however, be energetically accurate), I also hear spirits, entities, and what I believe are echoes from the land. A fair bit, they ain't real happy. Along with more peacefull guidance from my Spirit Kin or 'Guides' which is highly intuitive n sensitised...just is, nothing fancy.

You can begin to imagine how challenging this can make navigating basic daily existence, or tasks, at times, like shopping, catching a bus, conversing, groups blah blah. It can also make reading / interpreting relationships and interactions a gas. I'd like to say that I'm not writing this for sympathy, but I reckon it's a fair call to get shamozzled with this at times. Now that's out of the way, I'll talk directly to those who share such ways, or those that love them...

Find your personal toolbox is the bit of advice I'd share, its critical to thrival over survival, for most humung beans generally, and no exception here. The medical model of what I experience is not fulfilling for me, so I shan't be going there, as I'm working my ass off to redefine in my own terms. A long and drawn out process it seems. I feel this is key to invoking our empowerment and strengths   based living...although a formal diagnosis does lead to access for some kinds of support, I acknowledge and am gratefull for this paradoxical aspect. The Hearing Voices movement, a grass roots wave of healing n mending is my inspo. Well worth a google.

My current main tool when not engaging with Nature (Mother of all tools) is music. Simple but potent. It can block where needed, or express rather than suppress as well. I use noise cancelling headphones, and Spotify tells me I listen to 87% more music than most subscribers, curious eh? Not really. I move to music often, partial to a kitchen boogie or daggy dancing, tainted with tai chi moves. Finding that this can also be grounding. 

I guess I wanted to write this because there's still so much stigma and basically bs out there about voice hearing. Every person who shares, lightens this loading. I'm not a danger to anyone, I do get the shits like everyone and yell n scream because of it sometimes, I'm heart kind and pretty loving, and contribute to community where and how possible, I hope. I have been detained under scheduling laws 'duty of care', and it's a highly disempowering and unpleasant thing. So avoid it with gained insights, at all costs, is my recommendation. It can, and does, take years to undo such throwing about of DSMV type wordology and potent medicating cocktails.

As you can see from other posts here, creativity is my cornerstone, herbology n gardening follow. These threads have been an identity to turn to beyond labels, which I believe belong only on jars. There's so much I could share, stories, laughs, tears, distress, but really I just wanted to name it on this Scorpio full moon eclipse, with acceptance. I am still here, after over 30 years of this and defining what I hear my way. Creating an alchemy of crafting n arting through it all...few belly laughs along the path...

Here's a few songs to hear n ponder, they may evoke some of the vibes which can be felt....

 

 

 

 

 

Beautyways....

Map commissioned by the folk from the artists co-op The Iluka Emporium, for their Mermade Festyval, running this September, marking the 100 year anniversary of the Soldiers Memorial Hall. It'll be photographed, then have makings and happenings added. If you're living in the area and have an offering  or your kids want to craft a merbeing of some description, squishmallows n pirates included, contact the Emporium mayhaps?