Healing my mother wound.
My shaman teacher directed us to “Find what you need to heal something in yourself.”
As I entered The Silence and Feeling Radiance, I knew I wanted to heal my “mother wound.” The wound is most tender during May, the month of mothers. I felt anxious about the approaching holiday. But what will heal this mother wound? Maybe a tree? A rock? As I stepped out my front door I knew immediately. The lilacs were in full bloom, fragrant and beautiful. Lilac bathing will heal my mother wound.
I bathed in lilacs three times each day until the flowers shriveled away. Sitting against the brick wall, I was completely bathed in beauty. Buckeye and painted lady butterflies, and bees joined me in this community of healing presence. Even when it was rainy and cold, I could open my window and allow the fragrance to drift into me.
It was only a scab on the surface.
Three weeks later someone told me, “You have a big mother wound.” Yes, that is correct. But I forgot I used that term, “mother wound” very recently. I reflected on the lilac bathing and the healing relief it provided. But the mother wound has fingers that extend into other areas of my life. These fingers touch my self-expression, my creativity, and my spirituality. There is still a massive wound under the scab, and it requires a different kind of healing.
Opening to communication with nature and Spirit.
Practicing shamanism means connecting with nature, layers of consciousness, and the Creator to gain information, guidance, and healing. By being open to communication from nature and the spirits, and allowing ourselves to wander, we discover the things that are most beneficial for us in the moment.
I built my little fire that evening, and Jesus came and sat with me. I asked him, “Why have I been deserted by so many?” Jesus answered me, “They are not on this journey with you. But I am. I am enough.” And the fire cauterized the edges of my wound.
The lilacs are long gone now, so I went into The Silence and Feeling Radiance to wander the prairie near my house. The red clover came to me, in full bloom and full of phytoestrogens. Red Clover is a perfect cure for a mother wound. A monarch butterfly sat with me in the red clover as I picked the flowers. A tincture now sits in the dark of my pantry. In six weeks, it will emerge, but the healing is already in motion.
The word shaman means “one who sees in the dark.” This also translates to seeing with the heart. Shamanic practices connect your inner healer with Spirit, nature, and the unseen worlds that exist in our expanded consciousness. Shamanism reanimates our forgotten connection to all physical and spiritual creation.
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