|This great work that we do comes under scrutiny and criticism from extremists who think our paths are evil. Accusations that crystals are a tool of the devil. Do they forget the holy crystals in Aaron’s breastplate? Did they not notice how much God loves to smell frankincense on the burnt offerings? Did they miss the passages that teach to meditate and think on good things? |
I know they forgot the Goddess, who is referred to by God as the Queen of Heaven. Why does the patriarchy seek to silence her followers and condemn healers who work to bring wholeness to the lives of others?
Many play around with crystals because it’s the latest thing to do but this work that we do is serious business. We diligently work to heal and revive our spirits in a world filled with abuse and heartache.
We aren’t just playing with tarot like it’s a mundane deck of cards. We’re searching our psyche and soul for pockets of pain that needs a salve, for corners of dark secrets that need the light.
This isn’t an easy fix, this broken humanity with many flaws. We hurt, we break. But we do the work to get back on our feet.
Whispering the name of a holy man won’t make all our troubles disappear. We still have a work to do. And we take our work seriously.
We own up to our errors and ask no entity to take the blame. We make amends and offer restitution to those we wronged.
There’s nothing evil about sage when smudging helps to center us. It’s an aroma of holy ancestry that calls us to look inward and find our balance.
As with other paths, we have symbols to remind us to be kind. Magical unicorns that sparkle beckon us to draw upon our compassion and generosity. But we’re condemned again for the magical unicorn. There’s also the tree of life that calls us to make personal sacrifices to accommodate our children’s needs.
There is a profound darkness that does entice us, it calls to our egos.
“This is absolutely right and that is absolutely wrong. This path is the only true path, all other paths are evil.”
It bellows it’s dogma dusted in sugar. It’s sweet but toxic ideals make us wanna be on the right side of a war, but we don’t have to engage in that battleground. We don’t have to climb into the warship that’s headed for calamity. King Solomon once stated that where there is no wood, the fire goes out. He also rightly explained that a proud heart is followed by a great fall.
The ego, that pride of thinking we have the only way, drips with poison. And yet it’s bitter stream sparkles with a fraudulent halo.
This great work we do, to find our balance, takes committed effort. This path requires humility and strength to own up. It’s not an easy passage to travel, but we go forward knowing we take responsibility for our choices and for the steps we take.
Be encouraged, dear ones. Your work is your own. Blessed be.
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