I Want You To Become Enchanted…

In times before, the only way to encounter a story or poem was for someone to tell it aloud. Stories and poems never used to be written down. They would move and shift and grow and change as the people whose tongues they called home travelled, discovering new context, and new meaning with each telling. The medicine held within would come out differently - sometimes more subtly, sometimes stronger - until that particular medicine wasn’t needed any longer – and then those stories would be forgotten. They would be laid down, left by the wayside, to be replaced with new words, new medicine, a new aliveness that held more meaning for the moments in which they were being shared, and on whose ears they fell.

The pieces in these posts are like butterflies pinned to cork. They may be shiny, colourful, and beautiful, but in truth they missing that certain something that denotes life, because they have been written down. They are meant to be spoken aloud, their syllables resonating and revolving with Spirit as when they were first brought into being, channeled through the hollow bone of the one whose sole task is to pour the Tea.

They are the words of the Mystery, the words of Nature - written on the veins of the leaf, unleashed as she unfurls into a golden elixir and then unfurls again into the spaces between all things.

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