when everything hurts.

in my healthy days when people talked about pain – i though they were referring to emotional pain.  i assumed that if it were a physical pain, they would attend to the root cause of the pain, fix the issue and move on.

when i heard drunks on the sidewalk say ‘its to blot out the pain’ i assumed they had had difficult childhoods, and here they were now trying to irradiate the residual memories or something Freudian like that.

when i began to experience chronic pain, i actually had to look up the word chronic to fully understand the implications, it does not mean a pain so bad u might die, it means a pain that never leaves.

i had no idea that any person could be left in pain to just accept it and move on.

i am in pain hell.

everything hurts. thinking hurts. moving my eyes hurts, even singing hurts.

i hope that i have the strength of character to deal with this in the most positive way possible & turn it into something more than hurt.

Namaste.

Rewilding & Eco-feminism & The Reclamation of Magic

Gather Victoria

Okay so lets start by going back to the very beginning – women and wild food. Because once upon a time all food was wild – and it was the women who gathered it. But what we’ve forgotten today was that no aspect of food, from harvest to preparation to consumption, was left untouched by magical ritual. And because the banning of magic, the subjugation of women, the domination of the earth – and the birth of agriculture – all went hand in hand, I see rewilding and food foraging as a site for eco-feminist intervention.

Many ‘rewilders’ seek to return to a more undomesticated state, a time when prehistoric hunter-gatherers lived “in harmony” with the earth. Roaming over the land, these ancestors foraged the food freely provided by the fields and woodlands, rivers and oceans.  Men were mostly in charge of hunting and women were largely responsible for the…

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