Resilience Magic

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A path of transformation is one where we can wrestle out the ego. Tap into our inner wisdom and call forth a brave approach to re-enchant our world. Our power lies in having every option open to us, being our own force of nature – our own divine healer. Our medicine rooms made in our temples, hedges, schools, offices, kitchens and dreamscapes. We must be our own storm, fire, and flood of the soul in these plague-bearing times. We can find our own wakefulness, maintain our own cognitive sovereignty, tread our own wise path to the real, embrace our own interior life over exterior, travel to inner landscapes, deep dive into the underworld of our own psyches, heal our own wounds with mossy books and regenerate darkened hearts.

^{With a focus on wellbeing as a cosmic journey, we can try to make more things happen the way we would like them too. From cinders and ash, we can conjure with the idea of being our own sacred shaman, fiercely digging under our fingernails into the soils of natural healing. Within the savage and the delicate, we can rediscover a green language that can perfume and intoxicate the self with its plant medicine. We can free our imaginations to engage in an act of personal and planetary transformation, from a micro level. As simple an act as blending a salve of Sandalwood, Frankincense, Juniper, Calamus, Valerian or Sage can redeem us and lift our spirits high. Dabbling with tinctures of herbal allies such as Cedar, Mugwort, Rue, Hyssop, Wormwood, Catclaw, Spikenard, Myrrh and Garlic can help our spiritual selves to bloom (like Jasmine) in a night garden. We can reclaim (from the urban smart cityscape) the wilderness in our hearts and find ancient comforts in the rhythms of life beneath moon, stars, and sun. Like an archer huntress drawing her boor we can fire the arrow of our focus at nature’s beauty: at sunsets and cobwebs, at surf and fungi, at sea and roses. This is the royal road to personal fulfilment – to cause growth along established lines of motion. To pay attention when we arrive.}

^{In our green spaces, our parks and land – we can source the mystical wonder of Nature’s powers. Like a modern Keats, Yeats, Shelley, Lawrence, Hardy or Tolkien outpouring his soul. In these gloomy times of emotional and psychological uncertainty where the norms have weirdly broken down, this is a prescription for our own human rehab. We cannot be crushed, we must help those who need it, use any breakdown as a way to breakthrough blocks, reboot our values collectively, shape new futures, exercise softened brains from lockdown malaise, help a living memory, extend compassion, love ourselves and our bodies, build bridges to innovate new forms of food & agriculture and above all else – we must continue to expect miracles. This is Resilience Magic.}