AIR: Nature Magic for Survivors Spring 2019 FREE GIFT TO YOU

Available for download now, a free gift for Survivors in honor of Sexual Assault Awareness Month!

Available for download now, a free gift for Survivors in honor of Sexual Assault Awareness Month!

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Below, you can find the workbook for Hedge & Hollow’s FREE event this weekend which aims to connect Survivors to nature for healing. **More details can be found in this blog post: https://hedge-hollow.com/2019/03/13/a-gift-for-survivors-in-honor-of-sexual-assault-awareness-month/

I hope you enjoy this and I wish you all happiness and healing. May you fall in love with yourself and the natural world around you

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A Gift for Survivors in Honor of Sexual Assault Awareness Month

April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month and I have a gift for all my survivor sisters out there!This is my love letter to all of you and to myself.

April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month and I have a gift for all my survivor sisters out there! I will be offering a FREE workshop that will focus on tools for Survivors to connect into nature for healing and fall in love with themselves and their embodied experience in the natural world around them. For non-local Survivors, the workbook zine for this workshop will be available to download for FREE during the month of April. This is my love letter to all of you and to myself.

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As Survivors, we crave deep connection… to each other, to ourselves and to something bigger than ourselves. This workshop is about connecting into the liberating life force of Spring and the element of Air for deep restorative and intimate connection. Connecting into the Magic all around us, and recognizing how we are connected to it can deeply aid us on our healing journeys. I created this workshop two years ago while undergoing some deep healing work of my own and helping my daughter on her own healing journey. It is the first of a four part series, each one focused on a different season and element and how that relates to us as Survivors and the connections we desire. Recently I felt a strong call to make this available and extremely accessible to all Survivors and I am very excited to share this labor of love and healing with you!

In this workshop you can expect to learn:

  • Tools for relaxation, embodiment and grounding using Nature/Spring/Air that can be added to your toolbox of healing resources
  • Rituals for release and renewal that you will want to use again and again on your healing journey
  • Information on the plants and stones associated with Spring/Air and how they help trauma and healing
  • A connection to a magical place you can visit on your own in the future
  • And much much more!

On Sunday April 7th we will spend the day in a beautiful location about 30 miles outside of Boone (60 miles outside of Asheville) on the Blue Ridge Parkway. (Carpool meet up in Boone will be made available. Please bring a few dollars to gift those willing to drive) This workshop is free, but gifts of gratitude are greatly appreciated and allow free workshops like this to continue in the future (Workshop is a $45 value). Dress appropriately for the weather as we will be outside all day and there is no rain date scheduled. We will do some hiking, but nothing strenuous. Please bring a bagged lunch and plenty of water.

PRE REGISTRATION IS REQUIRED! Limited spots available. Please send an email to phaedrasmommy@gmail.com to register. You will be sent a confirmation email within 24 hrs and more info and details will be emailed a week before the event. Please reach out with any questions you may have.

DISCLAIMER: Although we will not be processing our trauma in this workshop, it does involve inward journeys. Please be aware that trauma and shadow work is messy and often difficult. Only take part in what feels safe to you and have an emergency self care plan in place if needed. Take small steps and know that wherever you are on your healing journey is perfect in this time and place. Be gentle with your beautiful self!

Cicada Magic and Medicine

The life cycle of a cicada is a fascinating thing. Hatched from eggs in branches, a tiny rice grain sized nymph instinctively crawls to a branch edge and with out a second thought, steps off the edge falling and falling into the soft forest floor where it begins to burrow. It retreats to the dark for safety and comfort. It remains in this underworld for 13 to 17 years (depending on the species), feeding on the roots of trees and perhaps listening to the discussions the trees share underground through their web of mycellium. They live with their other cicada nymph friends building camaraderie until the fateful warm spring evening that they emerge to the surface in a riot of new life. They rely on each other and their tough shell for protection while they search for a safe space to attach and emerge. Not only have they crawled and scraped their way to the surface emerging like fingernails in the garden soil, but now their tender bodies and delicate wings must be reborn through the hard shell that once was their body. They rest and become stronger, until their bodies vibrate in song and they call out to each other, searching for their old friends in new bodies and celebrate finding each other once again in the magic of creation.

The cicada story is rich with symbolism and meaning and offers us a great deal of medicine and magic.

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The biggest is the story of transformation. The cicada goes through many transformations, one of which is 17 years long- the other just a few short weeks. Sometimes it can feel dark, or like we’ve been in the same place for too long. Sometimes we are afraid. We have instincts that tell us to go underground, or crawl to the light, to fall from the branch or take to the sky. Not everything becomes a butterfly once, transformation can happen again and again.

The cicada tells the story of revival- right after birth, they leave the earth to go to the underworld, it emerges again after many many years, where they immediately leave behind the body they knew are reborn into a winged body-pink and delicate- that is called to dry in the newly experienced sun, unfurl and take to the sky.

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The cicada brings a passionate energy and a sensuality. A feeling of freedom and liberation- of being in the moment and enjoying it to the fullest, letting it fill and vibrate you till you actually create audible notes.  The cicada after it’s winged rebirth, sings out and follows the songs of other cicadas so that they can complete their life cycle in a loud and spectacular show of passion .Although very old, they remind us that passion can have us as clumsy as teenagers in fast growing bodies and new independence who are trying gracefully to reach what we want, but become blind to anything else around us and bump and crash to what is moving in the peripheral.

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The cicada operates in a group and bring about the spirit of community. They are gentle creatures, as you would consider those who grew up talking to trees to be; and have no defenses others than each other- they rely on their numbers for protection. Although independent, the cicadas operate in a whole as a single moving mass. Perhaps this is why they are often misidentified as locusts. I find great inspiration in the spirit of revolution– the cicadas wait for a crack in the warm spring ground and seize their opportunity exploding in a moment of action. The cicada enjoys it’s new found flight and independence but after flying off, it desperately calls out for a cicada singing the same song of passion- they enjoy their connection to each other and seek it in all stages. It also speaks of family (chosen or blood) and how we nurture each other with patience and in ways of cooperation.How kind and loving the years spent underground must have been,  for them to seek companionship when they have been given wings to fly anywhere they wish to go!

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The cicada also speaks the story of timing. Of knowing, instinctively what not only is best for yourself and what is best for the group. They all know to wait 17 years before they all get the urge that Now, NOw, NOW is the time. Even after crawling to the surface, and then taking to the sky, they know to vibrate and sing and they consider the timing in their replies and overlaps and silences. Listening to them sing in the summer and truly becoming absorbed in their sound can take you on a great meditation journey into reflections about timing. Let your ears hear the individual songs and the harmony they all create in song together. Go in to the forest during the summer or listen to THIS TRACK.

If you want to know more about the cicada life cycle, here is a wonderful video that warms my heart. Return of the Cicadas

A cute song made in duet with a cicada: Baby Bug

An art installation about Cicadas: Magicicada Dublin

And finally, Sir David Attenborough shows you how to call a cicada! Amazing Cicada

 

Autumn Faerie Walker’s Necklace

What is a Faerie Walker?

What is a Faerie Walker? It’s basically a term I generated for what I experience magically, based off of what I felt before I started trying to find a name for it. Much Pagan history is lost and hard to recover, but you can find many resources on the internet. In Witchcraft lore, there is a common term, called a Hedge Witch, or a Hedge Rider. It is mostly defined as a person who practices a shamanic version of Witchcraft usually involving herbalism to some degree. There is also a modern tradition of Witchcraft called the Feri Tradition in which they see themselves as “Fae” or of the other, outside of social definitions and intentionally living in paradox. Modern Witchcraft is also a big part of feminist and LGBTQ+ culture and provides empowerment by acknowledging both the masculine and the feminine in all living things regardless of gender, sexual preference or identity and celebrate sex and the body and pleasure, things women and queers are often shamed for. All of these combine into my cauldron of solitary witchcraft. I feel that “Hedge” or “Fae” speaks to my unconscious self on a much deeper level. By my definition a Faerie Walker is able to cross between our world, or the seen world, and the Otherworld- the Unseen world, and exist of them both.

I am one of these people. I am very sensitive to the fae, ancestors or land spirits around me. I often hear them when I spend time in nature. One time I even saw them. I don’t remember the first time it happened, but I can remember the faeries talking to me as something that always was. I have always been aware of the unseen world around me and insisted on it’s existence, sometimes to my detriment. Sometimes the message can be very personal and sometimes they can be very large. I received a very personal message while sitting quietly in a hawthorn grove. It spoke to me ancestrally and so incredibly deeply that I felt woozy upon standing. Talking about the experience would move me to tears on several occasions. The time I saw the land spirits, it was because they were very angry about some of the man made problems on the land and they wanted to be sure whoever could hear them knew that. I’ve seen things in second hand stores when I put on a ring or tried on a dress. Sometimes the Blue Ridge Parkway can be overbearingly loud with all it has to say or show me. Sometimes they are very profound and stay with me a long time. Sometimes they are just there. Sometimes they lead me to a new plant to make into concoctions or they lead me to other sparks of inspiration. Sometimes they can be dark and musky with mystery and the unknown.

On the first day of fall, the autumn equinox, the veil between the worlds begins to thin more and more each day until the day it reaches it’s thinnest, Samhain. These are times when it is a bit easier to hear, see and feel the world around us.

We are also in very turbulent times. We all are feeling the chaos around us, the crisis, even in our own tiny bubbles. But it is so much more. People are pushed to the edge about the election, we are realizing we have a major epidemic of racialized police murders and that slavery still exists in America in our justice and prison system, the climate and earth is in danger and private corporations are poisoning our water – the list goes on and on. The veil is thinning on a larger level and we are in our Autumn.  I believe this is helping others see this Otherworld around us a little bit clearer. I hope these charms help you to hear them.

These wings were charged under the Dark Moon during the thinning veil with intentions set for opening up the path way to listening to the Otherworld with your heart.

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They say that dying, such as the leaves in the fall, is part of living.

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This beautiful trio especially designed for Samhain features rare orange Cicada wings. (Most wings I harvest are green.) They have been carefully preserved in hand applied layers of resin which give it a sturdy plastic like texture, despite it’s delicate appearance. The chain is antiqued copper, and the jump rings have a twist design adding a delicate detail.  The necklace fastens with an antique copper lobster clasp.

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Leaves & Sunlight

Featuring a fired Czec glass bead which shimmers in the dazzling colors of autumn leaves.

Just looking at it transports you to the dappled golden glow of the forest in the fall. Let the glass bauble catch the light on your forest walk and stare off in the sparkles to help clear your mind and listen…

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Persimmon

Featuring a jade stone, orange cicada wing, antique copper chain, wire, twisted jump ring, and lobster clasp.

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Forest Path

Featuring a fall colored Swarovsky crystal,and a hand dyed silk ribbon in the colors of the forest floor- mossy greens and the crisp colors of fallen leaves.

Let this necklace remind you to use your senses to open yourself up to the unseen. The smells of the forest in autumn is rich and earthy. The textures around us are abundant- from moss to crunchy leaves to decaying bark. Explore the seasonal taste of White Pine and Rosehips. Listen to the wind rustle the leaves and the animals frantically gathering their winter supplies chattering, perhaps to the fae we are listening for…