Perception.
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Inspiration
When the human world feels heavy, take yourself to
the homely arms of oak, into the whispers of the ocean and find the call of bird.
Let new languages, new sounds, new meanings fill your bones.
Let the beauty of this more than human world settle your frightened heart.
Let your wider community show you, strengthen you, let them tell you stories of the wildness that is seeded from the darkness.
Find the white of blackthorn blossom amidst the bare spaces, the gold of celandine and the song of the bee.
Let rose and hawthorn hold your heart, and nettle strengthen your resolve.
Let dandelion’s medicine speak to you of courage, weaving tales of tenacity and rewilding into your gut.
Find the verdant seedlings grown from death, the young Elder birthed from a breaking.
Watch how the little alchemists, the insects, the fungi and the worms eat the shit and turn it into gold.
You are more than stagnant human in concrete and chaos.
You are wild, wise and ensouled.
Let yourself remember.
Brigit Anna McNeill
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