Catherine Beerda-Basso
Reflections
April3/31/2024 APRIL
I want to fly like an eagle To the sea Fly like an eagle Let my spirit carry me I want to fly like an eagle 'Til I'm free Oh, Lord through the revolution … Feed the babies Who don't have enough to eat Shoe the children With no shoes on their feet House the people Livin' in the street Oh, oh there's a solution … I want to fly like an eagle To the sea Fly like an eagle Let my spirit carry me I want to fly like an eagle 'Til I'm free Right through the revolution … Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' Into the future Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' Into the future Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' Into the future … I want to fly like an eagle To the sea Fly like an eagle Let my spirit carry me I want to fly like an eagle 'Til I'm free Right through the revolution -Steve Miller Band Eagle Eye collected by me 2023 #bethechange #youarethemedicine #Eagleeyes #eagle #EagleMedicine
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March 26th, 20243/26/2024 Breathing myself out of The Shadows I find myself breathing deeply these days. There has been much to witness, much to release much to face and much to process. I recently had a thought that life isn’t about being easy or hard. life if Life And that, for me, encompasses All. During my 55 years of walking this earth, I have come to discover that sometimes I must move into the shadows, I must move into the darkness of my being, in order to find the light and this is no small undertaking. These kinds of journeys have often brought pain or been spurred on by deep grief. And with each journey, I seem to know less and expand more. Recently, I found out a little more about the caterpillar metamorphosis into being in a butterfly. I was aware that a caterpillar turns into slime before rebirthing into the form of the butterfly. However, what I did not know is that within that process, there are certain cells within the caterpillar that fight this transformation, and until those cells die the transformation is not able to begin. What I found fascinating about that was that, even though a caterpillar consciousness is different than my own, even with them, there is resistance. This spoke to me that perhaps resistance is part of this life experience, and it’s not about feeling shame or guilt in my resistance, or even trying to fix it. Perhaps it’s more about leaning into the resistance, seeing it for what it is -a natural part of process- and acknowledging it as I continue to transform and rebirth. A kind of ‘feel the fear and do it anyways’ thing, I’m invited into. Truth is, for me, it is a necessity so I can live fully, and completely into this life I’ve been given. Winter has been a dark and necessary time, AND I am emerging, once again. And like the butterfly, the chick, the baby bird, I must break out of a shell, that once held me. This spring it looks like leaving my precious and treasured home, in which I lived for 21 years. This home, that grew both of my man-children. This home, that held hamsters, a rabbit and three dogs. This home, that has held both my and my husband’s businesses and way of life. This home, that came to us as such a gift, in a time when we, seemingly, had nothing. This home that told me it would be the place where the women would gather and pray; and gather they did! This home. This sweet home that has held so much, for so many has let me know that we have ‘outgrown’ it. We have completed what we came here to do. Raised our children, built our family, solidified our foundation and it is now time to leave it behind and move into the next season of our lives. A season that sees us not only leaving our home, but the community that home is found in. You can image this has brought up many emotions for each of us, as well as for those who have communed within these walls and on this precious little piece of land.
Leaving behind what you know is not easy. Leaving behind what you love deeply is life changing. We have decided to take the challenge, crack the egg, and invite in what is already waiting for us. I am forever grateful for how Life weaves in support, in unexpected way, to help us through these hard changes and decisions. My legs are shaky, my heart is strong, and my mind exhausted & willing. And it is here, I remain. Breathing myself out of the shadows. For the air in our lungs For the invitation to begin again For new beginnings and renewed life For Illumination Clarity and Wisdom For Eagle Vision and Hawk Focus Where does Spring find you, my friend? Spring Equinox*Ostara*The East3/20/2024 #springequinox #spring We welcome the EAST For the Breath in our Lungs For the invitation to begin again…and again For Spring and Renewed Life For the Child within each of us and For the promise that after every dark night, the sun will rise again And in this truth, we find the Wisdom of Peace We call in the guardians of the East, Eagle and Hawk
That we too, like them, will rise above and see the bigger picture That they will guide us, help us, teach us how and when to use our eagle vision and our hawk wisdom to see beyond our own selves, our own pains, our own sufferings, our own stories and instead, see the whole of all things and all that is a part of it. We ask for help as we learn to lean into the wisdom that there are many things going on, that are unseen and learning to trust that we are cared for in every moment, even during times when we do not understand why things are happening as they are. We give gratitude for this bigger picture view and the peace within it, that passes all understanding. Blessed Be Here I remain March 13th, 20243/13/2024 Last weekend I had the immense honour and joy of holding and sitting in circle with other like-minded women. Three different circles Three different experiences Three different possibilities. 🕯️🙏🏻🦌 In the first one we sat in the process of learning to give voice to feelings,thoughts and celebrations. Not as easy as you think. The purpose of giving voice to needs, thoughts and celebration is to interrupt the brain patterns of guilt, shame, and self deprivation. We one has lived in the thoughts that they don’t matter, it can feel like a challenge to take up space with your voice, while talking about your needs. I am ever moved by the bravery of these souls who take this chance on themselves✨♥️ Next circle was one of intentional listening,learning and healing ❤️🩹 A deep unraveling of our stories of now through our Ancestors eyes. Brave sisters, inviting in possibilities and sitting in curiosity. 🌟 The final circle held new and old faces. Strangers and yet strangely connected. Gathering to be seen, heard and to witness as we gave voice to our challenges as we gleaned the wisdom from each of them. Vulnerable and Honest each woman showed up with a hunger for community and sacred feminine connections. Each soul clear about the need to be in sacred feminine space and clear about the possibility of healing and renewal within that space ❤️🩹 The medicine I come away with is this:
Women need each other Women are stronger together We all are moving from our own experiences and We are are capable of honouring that Sisterhood is different than friendship and the same When one woman rises, we all do We are here to be in relations with one another, not to compete, judge or teat down. This is how we heal our trauma and the trauma of those who have walked before us. We do this better, together. Here I remain 🔥🦉✨ 📷 Hannah House x2 oracle cards by @autumnskyeart 📷 Voices if The Wells x2 oracle by @autumnskyeart & #weaveroracle by @carolynhillyer.nigelshaw 📷 #shaenalachhealingandretreats #earthmedicinehealingcircle oracle cards by @sharonblackiemythmakings #prayersofhonoring by @pixielighthorse March 12th, 20243/12/2024 March
Dismantling Distilling Finding Vulnerability in Strength Finding Strength in Vulnerability Being the Alchemist of and in my own Story Moving with and being Guided by the air in my lungs the fire in my belly the water in my blood the earth in my bones Unraveling knit together stories that were not meant to be crossed, but as a child everything was Everything and lines were nonexsistent... These are the days of Winter The Wisdom of Challenge To see with changed eyes To allow To trust To release And in these challenging places Be Human For to be human is to be messy I am made of flesh, blood and bone and there is no shame in that... I feel disappointments, sadness and grief... I do not hold within all the answers and I don't always know the way. I stumble*I fall*I disappoint*I hurt those I love*at times I feel lonely and not heard*I am flawed...but there is no shame in this... there is only grace... and acceptance....love and patience I feel the push if all the"shoulds" I feel the pull to sit and blame I feel the pressing in of The Collective Fear...and I weep, I feel unsure, tired, and confused.... And there is no shame in that. For right along side these shadows of my Be-ing Human is a vibrant heart, hungry for life... this life... this messy, complicated, shit-show life. A life where cartoon characters run countries, mental wellness units are found in basements of hospitals and not all the earth community will eat today. In the words of the great MLK I've been to the mountain top... I've seen things that I cannot explain, I've witnessed amazing compassion, heart wrenching love, and wordless courage. All within the fragile human frame. Love is The Way and WE are the vehicle Living an Uncommon Life is a Challenge and can feel Lonely ...and the results will blow your mind. This is what I am learning and so I remain ReflectionsHere you will find my process in writings. Archives
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