Artwork: Autumn Sky Morrsion

This poem is by a Native American Elder

Stand still. The trees ahead and the bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers.
I have made this place around you;
If you leave it you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.

Quoted in David Whyte’s, The Heart Aroused pp 259-60”

I am hearing many stories of the Grandmothers passing away this past week or so.  It is hard to miss or bypass the literal signaling of such potentiality by Saturn (the elders) on the South Node (spiritualizing out of the material plane) in Capricorn (the circle of grandmothers).  We are in a time of great changes- and if we wish to understand where our culture is we need to both look at the health of our elders and our children to see what is really going on.  Having lost my own grandmother a couple months ago, I feel deeply the great shift of energy moving down the matriarchal line, and through the nodes of the Moon (Mother).

It doesn’t take a magnifying glass to see that the health and quality of life of our elders is far from what feels good, looks good or brings peace to many in our final days of caring for our loved ones.  The North Node of the Moon points us towards what is being called into inclusion- the archetype of Cancer, the Mother, Self-Care, Nurturing, Forgiveness, emotional connection and tribal belonging.  The South Node with Saturn and Pluto in Capricorn, speaks to the rigidity of our social structures built upon power and dominance gives us clues about what may be ripe for releasing.

I am hearing many repeating stories about our grandmothers- they were strong, they lead difficult lives form an early age, they had to grow up young, they lost their mothers or own children young, they became mothers before they were ready, there was alcoholism, poverty, trauma etc..  And yet- they were resilient, proud, caring, resourceful AF, cared for us so well, could fix anything, never wasted what could be used, moved with an essence of timeless grace and dignity, were humble and devoted wives and mothers, endured and taught us how to endure.  There are ways in which we wish to emulate them, things they taught us that we could never thank them enough for, and things we wouldn’t wish upon anyone. 

In many ways, these are just the facts of life- it is not always easy, there will be pain and no matter how much we try and avoid it through preparation, rigidity and perfection, disasters will still happen, pain cannot be avoided, loss will have to be endured.  The generation of grandmothers passing on now, many of which were were children of the Great Depression were pioneers of the resiliency of the human spirit. They were and are some of our greatest teachers in many of the lessons we are facing as a society again, as we teeter on the brink of self-extinction, mass environmental disaster and social dissolution.  Let us remember their lessons now, in honor and reverence.  They would want us to thrive.

The wisdom of the elders- of this Saturn, Pluto, South Node pile-up in Capricorn speaks to drawing upon our ancestral resources and strength in order to move out of a patriarchal, cold and greed-driven system into the arms of one another again.  To remember and revive the cultural traditions of our families, many of which are carried out by the women.  How many of our cultural traditions begin with food or center around it? Cancer represents the breasts, stomach and our digestion.  The very connective tissues that process and produce food.

The New Moon in Taurus on Saturday also highlights themes of resourcefulness, food, abundance and how we live on this Earth.  Marking the celebration of Beltane- the calendrical opposite of Halloween- this is the time when the veil between the worlds is thinnest.  The fairies, elementals and nature spirits are active and close.  If you are feeling lost, as the elder’s poem above states- to meet them, simply say here.  The forest knows where you are, you just need to let it find you.

Blessings and Wisdom Permeating,

Zoey Wind