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Our Ancestors Are With Us
About a month before Mum died, I asked her whether she would like to do a séance. She was incredibly sick and depressed, and I wondered whether tapping back into that gift of hers might bring back a spark.
It started with…
‘Where have you been? Your planet is in peril!’ Not that I needed telling, but boy was it sobering hearing it from the other side, and so damn immediately.
As someone who almost killed myself by moving the negative energies of our collective human ecological insanity through my body on a daily basis, I listened to him. I was already really sick back then and had been for a few years but I hadn’t stopped my obsessive workaholism, or how desperately I took personally the desecration of nature in our world. But here was Urdar both acknowledging the peril that we were in and stating that the single greatest act to undertake was the Herculean act of refusing to be dragged into the morass of negativity and reactivity in our world. To not feed it.
Given the multiple outrages happening right now, in terms of the extreme suffering through wars and genocide, our planetary ecological kamikaze and the insane, loudening crusade against women’s sovereignty, freedom, and bodies, it can feel hard to breathe let alone function or stay squarely in the light of awareness that permeates everything, and reacts to nothing…
