Dear friends,
I hope you had a happy Easter weekend. I have been amongst bluebells in the woods of England and chocolate easter eggs and family gatherings.
Before I landed in England (I flew over just a few days ago with my two children, Nina and Jago) I went to a concert in Nicaragua.
It wasn’t just any concert.
The music was the medicine of Joy played by eight family members of the Yawanawá tribe from Brazil. Brazil has always had my heart when it comes to music but this was something entirely different and new to me.
Before the family began playing their leader spoke.
“With the little energy I have I choose to dedicate the rest of my life to love.” He paused to let the interpreter translate from Portuguese to English. Then he went on. “I have known pain. I have endured hardship. But with the energy I have left I dedicate myself to love, to my family, and to you, my greater family.”
Yes. My heart whispered. Yes.
And then the music began.
I was expecting something pleasant, maybe even heart warming. I was wrong. The music broke through my hum drum average and threw the doors open to celebration and I realised it had been a long, long time since I’d celebrated or felt my own fire lit with real joy.
I have many blessings in my life, and many moments of joy and goodness, and safety and autonomy, but for the last while my light has been dim - dangerously dim - I knew I needed something to reignite me.
I danced and dragged my son up to dance a moment with me before he fled for the cover of friends. I danced and danced and I decided to go back, later that week and take part in another activity with this family.
Three days later I returned for a night of ceremony. My good friend fear shouted and shouted at me and almost had me fleeing before the ceremony began but somehow I managed to sit through my fear and so began a night of receiving good medicine that stoked the deep fire within me which began to glow deep and strong with the kind of heat that is needed to feel fully alive and well.
What, I wonder, are we all doing walking around without the fire within us well stoked? Why is it such a common state? What is needed?
One good thing I offer which helps stoke the fire is my online womens medicine class - Here’s the link to check it out.
I know that I must do my work and so must you. I know other things, like this - there is a kingfisher on a branch outside who is watching me curiously; I know a vine snake was visiting my house for three days last week trying to decide if there was food, shelter and water for it within; I know red, pink and orange side by side are colours that make me happy.
Lots of love,
Lucy
p.s. Putanny, the chiefs wife, said this:
“Imagine if all the spiritualities of the world united. How big is that? When every spirituality of the world is united that is when the healing of the planet will come. Because each one will bring it’s essence. Each one will bring a crystal. Each one will bring it’s healing. Each one will bring it’s consciousness. When that consciousness comes round into the complete circle, like a crystal ball. That light will emanate to the world, it will bring healing. It will bring new consciousness. It’s not in those weapons…no.”
p.p.s. My women’s medicine class starts again in a few weeks. It’s a women’s gathering online. It’s GOOD medicine and if you’re not feeling the zest and spark and goodness of life get yourself to this class. Sign up without delay. https://members.lucypaget.com/newyear
This is a series of women saints of various cultures I’ve been working on….