In preparation for my journey into soulodge, I wanted to gather some pieces of the earth that felt sacred to me to use in some of the craft projects ahead of me. Since a part of my healing process (a bit part) deals with the loss of my parents, I wanted these items to come straight from their property, to have a bit of their soul inside them. I have always felt that their land they chose to make a life on was so very sacred. I think anyone who came their felt that way. And although alot of that feeling has left since they are gone, the land still holds so many fond memories and such a deep feeling of home that will never go away, long after it is sold and owned by someone unknown to us. I walked through the woods with my basket in arm and gathered any little piece that spoke to me. I hadnt trucked through those woods in so long, I even found places I dont remember as a child. So many new paths made by families of deer. There are so many little sacred tree covered areas in those woods. It rips my heart to pieces to know that in the near future it will no longer be ours to walk upon. So, for the special things I will be creating in the weeks ahead, I wanted them to be made with little pieces of this soul property.
Today I am entering into a new sacredness for myself, one that is intentional, and held gently. I will begin it with my yoga session with my darling sweet teacher. Namaste.