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🌍Have we forgotten what our role is within this larger organism called Earth? 🌍

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Susan Hill's sculpture "The Mud Maid" in the Lost Gardens of Heligan. Source

The wild animals and plants seem to know what they're doing. The rocks, fungi, parasites, and bacteria all seem to click into the big puzzle without drama, hesitation or confusion.

Take the humans off of this planet and there is simply...peace and harmony.

Part of us realizes this...yet here we are, our domesticated pets in tow...becoming more and more degenerate and dysfunctional by the day...despite all the supplements, dieting, exercise, Greek yogurt, Hail Marys and Satnams one can muster.

I have no doubt that I have nothing completely figured out. I realize that I can't teach anyone else how to heal. But...I can at least share how I have found healing and the practices that awaken my inner voice... allowing my body to be able to receive and assimilate deep nourishment from the entire spectrum of energy sources.

An often unsung verse in the song of self-healing is pranic nourishment or being nourished and perhaps even “reprogrammed” by the elements. This is what, I believe, we have to tap into, in order to become a whole and integrated human be-ing again.

I like to call it human bioremediation 😀

How do we become more tuned into these natural healing energy sources?

This is where inner terrain modification comes into the picture. This is how the chemistry and energetic signature of whole body, mind, spirit, and energy field can be shifted with certain practices.

But first...a quick reference to Nature to clarify how we forgot our humanness.

The soil is where much of it started. When we started to penetrate and sterilize the Earth's surface with tilling and pesticides...we started to lose our connection. We stopped being able to transmit the healing frequencies that required us to be in fertile soil to pick up on.

Along with destroying the soil, we also started wearing shoes, driving in cars, closing our windows and eventually wearing sunglasses to block out the sun.

We kill the weeds outside our door, the bugs inside our homes, and the bacteria that co-evolved in our guts and on our skin.

We've forgotten that we are part of the interconnected web of life...and that everything has a Spirit. We kill for pleasure and convenience because we are so disconnected from our own Spirit...our own Soul.

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We've gone from tilling the soil...to tilling our Soul. And we've forgotten who we are....what we are here for on this planet.

Bless our hearts...it's not our fault. Our parents were just doing what they were told. They were told to let us cry, to ignore and often punish us for any sign of human emotions. Many of us were told not to get angry, not to be sad, not to be too happy, and not to have an opinion.

We were stuck with needles, suppressed with pills, sterilized with antibiotics and taught not to listen to our body's signals.

Once I woke up to this awareness, I knew what needed to be done...or actually undone...in order to recover my connection to Source.

I had to "Un-till my Soul".

And this is how I found myself following my intuition which led me to nature immersion, gardening and then pranic nourishment.

I knew this was the only way to undo the confusion and extreme lack of connection that led to my petals wilting and my roots rotting away.

The shoes came off
I grew my hair out
I opened the windows

I committed to gazing at and bathing in
the sun

I paid attention the cycles of the moon and the greater cosmos

I replaced taking pills and suppressing myself with food… and with actually listening to my body

I rested when I was tired, cried when I was sad, and felt my anger all the way

I welcomed the disowned parts of me back home

I stopped killing bugs and I started eating weeds

I tore apart the lawn and grew my own medicine

I learned to speak the language of plants
I discovered that my teachers were not always human

I learned that the toughest lessons were taught through me not to me

I sank into my heart and out of my head

I fasted to reverse the flow and allow my inner ecosystem to re-stabilize

I retrieved my Soul... being guided by my ancestors...the microbiota that inhabited my inner terrain.

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In order to heal myself...I must become human again.

In order to become human again I must develop my acuity of perception, to engage in interspecies communication and be taught by the sentient Spirits of Gaia.

The trees, the rocks, the soil, the water...they remember when we were human...and they are ready to guide us home.

As we return to be devoured by the web of life, what will we reflect upon as our human ecological and spiritual purpose?

I’d love to hear from you…

Here now... in this love,

Pachee

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