Ceremony to Mother Earth

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All native, tribal cultures have their essences deeply rooted in the land from where they come from.

They also worship forces of nature that are the sources of the lives they live. They are very elemental, rising from nature and ending up as dust in it.

Native Americans are no different from other tribal culture in their intense essence of
life and their fundamental spiritualisms. As a result, spiritual thinkers and
enthusiasts have always been drawn towards their rituals.

One of their magic’s primary aim is healing. This arises from the essential and fundamental need for all human beings to protect themselves. This urge for self-protection has always made people resort to the supernatural.

This particular healing rite comes from the need to be reborn: to kill the toxic habit that bound your old self down and to regain new feathers for your soul to fly again. Like a phoenix, rising from the ashes, cleansed of all spiritual fatigue and tiredness.

But one thing we must remind you of. And this is not to be taken lightly especially in the case of magic and conjuring. Every kind of magic/conjuring is a risky business because we deal with things from other realms. So it is advised that you take the advice of a professional practitioner.

Now the rite.

First of all, water. Take a shower to cleanse your body, mind, soul and vibe. Next, use a cleansing herb like sage or something else whose aroma makes you feel at home and fumigate yourself with its gentle aroma and mild smoke.

Thirdly, meditate on your spirit animal. Your guardian angels take bestial forms to protect you from harm and only through meditation can they be reached. They are also known as totem spirits, often represented on wood pillars called totem poles.

And finally, chant this:

‘Mother, sing me a song, that will ease my pain, 
Mend broken bones, bring wholeness again. 
Catch my babies, when they are born, 
Sing my death song, teach me how to mourn.
Show me the Medicine of the healing herbs, 
The value of spirit, the way I can serve. 
Mother, heal my heart so that I can see
The gifts of yours that can live through me.’

Courtesy of  SOUL TRAVEL RULES

 

 

Posted on July 17, 2019, in Uncategorized and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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