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Ancient water symbol
across ages and oceans
descent into body as vessel
kinship with Mother Earth
remembering origin through flesh
alchemy named it water
tantra named it womb
Earth-based peoples revered it
as living source of life

I love deconstructing the words
 the patterns, the concepts
 we inherit, are born blind into

For me, language isn’t just description
 it is the root of power
 able to wound, to bind, to blind
 but also to loosen, liberate, connect, reveal, create

Our language systems are the architecture
 of our collective dreams
 our deepest desires
 our inherited distortions
 our lingering delusions

So many ancient myths spoke of our now
the age of devasting forgetting
 Humans severed from knowing who we are
 Divine extensions of Nature

All Earth-based cultures knew Earth as Mother, ancestor, kin

As Above, so Below
 All natural matter homes spirit
 The severing through Empire language
 was deliberate

Long has Empire wed itself to theology
weaponising narratives of resistance into obedience
this life is for suffering, submission and toil
shame the body
shame the response of pain
salvation found only in death
but also believe in everlasting condemnation
punishment without end
Focus on the after-life
forget mass oppression
while Empire feasts
bodies exploited for power, profit
spirit told is separate
in need of external saving

Distorting the passed down myths
the voices, the knowing of our ancestors
the bread and butter of Empire control

And yet

As these truths resurface
 we return:
 through remembering of what was stolen
 restoration of Earth as kin begins 

The Rulers unworthy of trust
Their false gods of domination
their facades will fall
 as truth returns in tidal waves
 surging forward, unafraid

Many ancient cultures warned of our very future:
 unchecked hubris of power
 Empire’s merciless hunger
 greedy, violent Rulers destroying
 polluting the natural world
 enslaving the masses
in debt, dependence, disorder

Now our modern Rulers preach GDP
 their god of growth
 their measure of worth
 their myth of progress

As if abstract, endless capital gains
 do not exploit
 do not make holy the sacrifice of:
 flesh
 Earth
 spirit and dream

Yet one thread always remains:
 the people never stop questioning
 resisting
 remembering a better way

I feel the tide underneath the chaos
 rapid change moving faster
 than our nervous systems
 can calibrate

So
I have been prioritising rest and pleasure
not as luxuries
but as necessities

Tending to my nervous system
 my lymph, my vagus nerve
 the somatic subtle signs
 this body as whole system

The body as protector, teacher
 heart as connection to Source

It is a daily practice
 to reclaim rest as sacred

I am unlearning internalised urgency
 the pushing, the forcing
 Slowly remembering
 slowness is not weakness

It is a powerful counter-spell
 And in that spell
 I feel clear
 I feel whole

Baths are where I feel most me
The ocean feels like home
A memory older than language
A remembering that lives in water

I believe
the same force that shifts the seas
powers the sun and moon
the same eternal Source
powers our hearts

Spirit does not hover above life
 it pulses through every cell
 within every being

I no longer dream of ascending above
 transcending away from Mother Earth
 escaping reality

I choose to descend
 into the body
 into the ache
 into the memory stored in flesh
 into the living memory in each other
 into our shared collective history

Our past is long and magical
communion with Earth so many of us remember
knowledge empire sought to conquer erase burn
yet our ancestors remain in our blood
their ways of being alive
speaking in symptoms desires dreams

The Waters
 and humanity
 never fully forget

We are returning
 to the eternal truth:

We are extensions of Mother Nature
vessels of water
fire, earth, ether
and much more to uncover

The dark is not to be feared
 many creation myths remind us
 it is the womb of becoming
 where memory ripens
 where the unseen takes form

The dark is not enemy
the shadow holds the unknown
before western rulers split the world in two
dark and light good and evil
darkness was once revered
as light too can blind
colonisation cloaked in cruel morality codes
rewriting violence as civilisation
stripping earth-based cultures
from their land
their memory
their way of being
the worst crimes of progress
wrapped in language of holy and just
masking the pain and freedom of others
the reality was might as right
Empires always claim higher consciousness
their moral imperative to control and dominate
this age of hubris is shattering

With every heartbeat
with every voice restored
we co-create our future world

I am because we are

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I Descend 

To Root

To Remember 

To Remain

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