Winter Solstice; darkness cloaks light, heeding ancient calls, we gather fireside; honouring balance; darkness-light, reflecting, being, remembering
We walk in the light , yet we know the sun also gifts the shadow - Barry Brailsford
These gentle, subtle, often nuanced calls no longer extolled as they should be; Contempt for traditional customs, veiled by commercial constructs influencing the passage of time; Present day, hustle culture, its fictitious persons unlike people, races unlike natives, remove honour from our customary lore;
Truth: we are all Native, Indigenous, no-one is separate from this truth; Another description of Native is home; home is soul;
Right relationship to land/nature/self, characteristically empowers our knowing that: race creates socially constructed category for identification based on physical characteristics, ancestry, historical affiliation or shared culture; rather than soul;
Shackled in commerce; racial social constructs are deemed truth, inventions to describe something likened to truth-it is not; constructs separating (Wo)man & soul initiating conflict amongst indigenous peoples (race) & colonial power/commerce (persons)
Although we may look different, with thousands of unique cultures, no one is more or less belonging, no one is more or less native, no-one is more or less conscious/soul;
Western culture /Colonialism/Crown constructs have us believing differently; usually associated with values aligned with commerce; land ownership, natural resource commodification, profit, money, exploitation; government corporate-legislation/legal fictions/dead entities; conjures associations with certain countries, physical characteristics, historical affiliation;
Person; legal fiction created to magnetise commerce- material-ism, has shaped social-collective-consciousness, expectations, achievements, beliefs; None are exempt, all are captured by this Matrix, pulling us, far far away from self/soul; severed connections from customary traditions, that aid in realising the truth of who we are
We don’t need more influencers
We need more women who live in the woods, brewing potions and reading tea leaves that foretell of forgotten prophecies - Laura Matsue
Many peoples captured in recent times; Te Moana Nui a Kiwa / Nga Herere / Te Waka Aoraki / Aotearoa / Zealandia / Mu, native names before her lands and people were held ransom in commerce, reflected in name changed: New Zealand;
Others captured by commerce long before; bought to these lands, to advance “Crown’s” progress, inadvertently wrapped into historical affiliations, yet equally severed from their own lands & customary traditions; Forced, materialism driven by false-light-religious values, has weakened memories with ancient connections, stifling an awakening into love; akin with courage and power
Full circle back; gathering fireside, invoking balance; power of fire; its light gifting us the power to see, illuminating the shadows, elemental power to transform shattering all false constructs, guiding us into the flames of creation
"I am the brilliance in fire and the life in all beings."
—Bhagavad Gita