Intuition + Nature

In geological history,

as with that of the people,

this is a place of rising and collapsing worlds.

There is constant movement and transformation

(Hogan, p. 79).

A theme that has been surfacing in my life as of late has been one involving me reflecting on my life and realizing how the mundane, arbitrary experiences were part of the divine formula that led me to where I am now, a place of soul retrieval and alignment.

Some of those arbitrary, mundane experiences are ones involving my relationship with “nature”. I recall early experiences of climbing fences to assist me in finding shelter amidst the crevices of a tree, where I envisaged myself an animal of the trees and reclaimed by power gazing at my neighborhood atop a bird’s eye view.

I recall digging in the earth, finding shells, and intuitively knowing that where I dug was once a body of water at the age of 5 where I imagined myself swimming and playing with dinosaurs in the Mesozoic period.

I knew… These are the earliest moments where I recall taking refuge in the earth-she protected me and cleared my slate. She made me forget about the soul loss which took place behind the walls and shadows of man.

As I write this now I feel the activation in my body. Its re-remembering. Its mourning of childhood trauma and gratitude for the earth.

What was more intuitive for me in my childhood—my connection with Earth—has become more conscious over the years. I am more cognizant of how I am a creation of the earth, a cell in a larger organism that lives and breathes. I remember how we are continuously in relationship.

I go to her to cleanse and to mourn. I give her my worries, for my ills are her medicine. I call upon her when I engage in ritual and ask her to ground me and fill me with her love.

She reminds me of the cycles of life and death.

References

Hogan, L. (1995). Creations. In Dwellings (pp. 77-98). New York, NY: Simon & Schuster.