Time & time again, the Land reminds me who I am 🌹 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ The Land remembers who you are even when you forget ~ Robin Wall Kimmer. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I heard this driving through so called Montana many years ago. The Mountains, Sagebrush, Pines & Yellowstone outside my Dad’s Truck’s window that he let me borrow. Driving alone on my way home after my first solo night since becoming a new Mama. I needed to be on the Land, ‘alone.’ My little one was 2. The day spent in the Mountains, the Water, helped me remember who I am & why I’m here. The last few years, on hard grief days, on days where I am feeling unsure about it all ~ I’ve gone to the Land, the Water. To the Tree & Plant kin. Getting clear of the noise. Being. Listening. The Land helps us remember. The Land remembers us. We remember too. Our Blood Memory awakens as we smell the soil, minerals, moss, the Plants, the knowing that we belong to & are part of the Earth. When we press a seed into the soil, or harvest our dinner. Kinship. Even if we are displaced from Ancestral Lands, we can still connect - in a good, respectful, way rooted in care for all of Creation - to the Land that holds us. I believe this itself can be healing as we remember. The Land misses us too, Fam. Reconnecting & remembering who we are. What is means to be human, to be a part of Creation & live in harmony. The Land reminds us. We are so intimately connected to all that is. Our origin. When we connect with the Earth, the Plants, Water, we remember that we belong. We remember what harmony & balance may feel like, within ourselves too. To truly care for one another while we are here. Attuning our nervous system to the Land + Elements. We begin to heal. To reclaim all that has been lost, stolen & taken, & heal ways we may cause harm(s) as well. Returning home to ourselves, to Creation 🌲🌊 {Get outside and share your Heart & listen to a Tree, or the Water this weekend if you can Fam, or even just from a window}