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Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)


The Rhodora

On Being Asked Whence Is The Flower


In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes,

I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods,

Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook,

To please the desert and the sluggish brook.

The purple petals, fallen in the pool,

Made the black water with their beauty gay;

Here might the red-bird come his plumes to cool,

And court the flower that cheapens his array.

Rhodora!  if the sages ask thee why

This charm is wasted on the earth and sky,

Tell them, dear, that if eyes were made for seeing,

Then Beauty is its own excuse for being;

Why thou wert there, O rival of the rose!

I never thought to ask; I never knew;

But, in my simple ignorance suppose

The self-same Power that brought me there, brought you.



While cleaning out what will eventually become my healing room, I came across a book of poetry that belonged to my grandmother.  It has been in our family for years, and is full of early American classics: Emerson, Thoreau, Wordsworth, Longfellow – even the Gettysburg Address.  Several pages still had Gram’s bookmarks in them, and I opened the first one to this lovely poem.  The last line really struck me, because, for as long as I can remember, semantics and a tendency to intellectualize faith has kept me from feeling any sort of connection to the Divine.  I became a religion major because I loved reading the texts and learning about many different aspects of people’s beliefs, but never felt comfortable with the Christianity I was raised in (despite Methodist churches in New England being little more than town meetings with coffee and cake after); I just didn’t buy a patriarchal, war-mongering, one-dimensional deity.  As of late, I’ve been releasing a lot of the hate and fear towards spiritual belief that had been blocking me from fully accepting my life’s purpose and the interconnectedness of nature, humans, the universe and god… the dreaded “g” word.  Some of these patterns did not start with this life, and have been carried through many incarnations, manifesting in different ways:  the effects rippling to many whom I came in contact with.  I wasn’t even fully aware of my disdain for the very word “god”, let alone “God”, and the overtly righteous tone of monotheism until I looked closer at my own shadows.  I feared and hated because I actually yearned for a connection.  The perceived absence of a divine presence in my life had created a lonliness that was so buried I was oblivious to the cause.  I could intellectualize about everything in the universe being broken down into smaller and smaller building blocks until our very existence simply became energy vibrating at a high frequency, but only recently was I able to take that scientific explanation and add the element of divinity.  We are all inherently divine.  There is no set of rules handed down from the mountain, sacrifices made in the temple, or other signs of obedience we must fulfil in order for this to be true.  It simply is.  Accepting this notion that we – all manner of plants, stones, rivers, finned, furry, four-legged, two-legged creatures – are beings of Light and love, connected and infused with the same web of energy, feels far more marvelous than years of cynicism and denial.  Everyone must come to this realization in their own time and by their own path – it isn’t a truth that is easily accepted for many, but, by starting small, by working to grow and develop spiritually, emotionally, mentally, and physically, such understanding can be reached.  I can safely say, it is well worth the journey.


Ralph Waldo Emerson was one of several early American literary figures associated with the cultural movement that was formed in reaction to the rational, intellectualized assumptions about religion (among other reasons).  The “spiritual hunger” of New England at that time, along with more widely available non-Western scriptures, opened the door for a fresh perspective on religious truths.  Intuition, insight, and inspiration were soon considered gifts from a loving Divinity who gave them to mankind for a purpose, emphasizing the a priori conditions of knowledge regarding the unknowable character of ultimate reality over the empirical and material.  Much of Emerson’s poetry follows the principle that natural facts are symbols of spiritual facts, and the mystical unity of God’s love can be found throughout nature.

Emerson also said, 

“We will walk on our own feet; we will work with our own hands, we will speak with our own minds… A nation of men will for the first time exist, because each believes himself inspired by the Divine Soul which also inspires all men.”

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The very first time I met Faith, she asked, “Do you think you’re a healer?”  My intuition said, “Yes!” but what came out of my mouth was, “No, um… I don’t know.”  I did know, but instead of saying that, my brain decided it wouldn’t be prudent to admit it, and I might sound like a weirdo to this person I had just met.  I had a beloved English teacher who used to refer to this as the “Editor Voice”.  He used to always tell us, “Just write.  Don’t listen to that little voice telling you it’s bad or wrong.  Listen to the other voice telling the story and get it onto paper.”  This was a case of choosing the right voice.

After an amazing wedding and honeymoon, I went to go see Faith again.  She had helped me earlier when I wanted to create sacred space for the wedding, and I was positive there was a lot I could learn from her.  Drew and I knew we wanted to start a family, and I wasn’t going to sit around waiting to get preggers before making sure all aspects of my being were ready.  I wanted to be proactive in my preparation.  Unaware of the medical history on my father’s side of the family, I knew the maternal side was plagued with reproductive and other health issues, including vaginal, testicular, and breast cancer, polyps and growths, and multiple sclerosis – and that’s only going back three generations!  I wanted to clear the energetic imprints in my family that were causing these ailments, not only for my own health, but for the future health of any children.  I want them to inherit their father’s green eyes and their mother’s cheekbones – not her messed up ovaries.  

Our first session was devoted mainly to the physical – my pelvic bowl (the Seat of the Soul, she calls it) was very tight, and this would need to be able to shift to carry a child with greater ease.  Stretching my psoas would assist in loosening that.  Posture-wise, for as long as I could remember, my head had always jutted forward, and I could never quite figure out how to stand up straight so that it felt AND looked right.  Faith took one look at me and recognized the problem:   I was locking my knees.  As a result, my entire body was leaning backwards; my head was tipping forward in an attempt to keep me balanced.  A few simple steps, and my entire posture changed (bend the knees, balance the weight evenly on my feet, zip up the dive suit, catch the ball and cradle it, open the window, elbows present!).  In addition, I had been walking on the outsides of my feet.  I have distinct memories of being told I had weak ankles as a child from the way they leaned in.  Years of compensating for that perceived weakness had actually weakened me.  By focusing on using my entire foot correctly with each step, as well as keeping my body in this new and improved alignment, I immediately noticed a difference.  I felt more grounded, more connected with the Earth, and stronger as I walked.  I felt almost regal standing up straight with my feet firmly on the ground.  Over the next week, my lower back began to frequently pop and adjust, and my pelvic bowl became looser.  Never having been very flexible (despite being double jointed), this new mobility in my hips allowed me to finally touch my toes without strain.  Amazing!

Faith and I decided that the next step was to work with the Medicine Wheel, both to facilitate my own healing, and also to teach me how to assist others in the way she was helping me.  My dowsing already gave me a sense of trust in my own intuition, and with some guidance, I could learn to develop my senses further.  I wanted to release energetic blocks, as well as old ideas and habits that were no longer serving me and didn’t allow me to fulfill my potential in all aspects of my life.  We would begin by working with the South, and the shedding power of the Serpent.

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