Breathing into springtime

by · March 24, 2019

The seemingly instant Spring weather this week on the West Coast Canada, along with the planetary changes (equinox, super full moon… not to forget Uranus is in Taurus now, Mercury (!), Neptune swimmingly close by, and Chiron’s healing influences, waving “hi” to Pluto), has me in clear out and prep mode.

I love the early light and waking before dawn.

Designing and playing with wool, colours, textures, swirling wool on a needle… now looking at 2D, ancestral motifs, feeling my way… and making space, clearing out all that no longer serves me (at least the top layer!), washing up, and planning a bit into the future, too. My spirits are higher. I am boldly going forth… which means I am making A LOT more mistakes. So, if I seem off in my communication with you, please let me know!

I am in community, in communion. I am grateful.

As I push at my edges almost daily, I find I’m bumping up against post trauma headache pain almost daily as well. First line of pain management is to take a break. Sometimes, that’s all it takes, change pace, take a break and do something else… like Reiki self-healing, or movement practice.

One of the pain management tools I’ve been using lately is to reduce my heart rate, bring down my anxiety level, and bring calm to my system — by taking a few mindful breaths. Eyes open is fine, or I’ll close them if there’s distraction like bright light or sounds or moving things within my range of vision. For this, it’s not necessary to take deep breaths. In fact, a prolonged hit of oxygen might not be what my body needs. To slow my system, I take slightly shallow and even breaths. Mindful breaths. For a minute or two.

So good.

Image: Springtime of Life 1871 (detail), Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot (French, 1796-1875)

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MY WISH

Holding space for grief, heart wide open
mending brokenness with words, colour, texture
inspired in the twilight of our days on this land
not ours.
Welling up with gratitude and despair both
hope is but a glimmer, yet joy is trembling
bursting forth
as the birds sing and flowers blossom
may we take pleasure as we mourn.

Welcome

These days, we are making sense of things after climbing out of a deep sleep, post-pandemic.

Our bodies feel anxious about the rise of fascism and evidence of roiling climate crises at every turn.. and so, as we increase our conscious awareness, it’s important to increase connection, each in our own local communities and become fluent with our channels for mutual aid.

Attempting to maintain control through all this uncertainty is a normal response, though it’s likely to feel triggered and confused.. do relax and feel into whatever comes up, and know it is normal in urgent times like these.. reach out to loved ones, let them know they can count on you, and allow them to be there for you, too……

I’m over here in Vancouver Canada, picking up the pieces of my shattered life. I find it helpful to use writing (journaling) and making things, listening to the land and feeling into my ancestors and reclamation as therapy to work through (and hopefully beyond) post-concussion symptoms.

Thank you for visiting.

As always, I would love to hear from you.. the usual channels, or by email at hitrish @ gmail .com  ❤️ 

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