Rāhoroi, 9 Huitanguru, 2019. So many people have not had an experience of receiving love and nurture, especially when they are empathic or the healing kinds themselves. When I was in my 30's, I had the opportunity to go and stay at a kind of a retreat house for women. I was going through crises at the time. The experience gave me a new direction in life.
I saw the value of what it is to just be loved and nurtured. I had never come across this before. It was new to me. For a week, my meals were cooked. I was given time to rest and just be. I wasn't allowed to do the dishes or any of the nurturing myself. It left a lasting impression on me.
I decided that it was something that I wanted to give others one day. I finished my degree in counselling and was given the opportunity to co-facilitate health retreats for others. Just being loved, nurtured and cared for gives a safe foundation for anyone to heal. For some, who are used to being on the giving end in exchanging love, it was challenging.
It meant that the only one left to make use of the retreat time was the guest. There was plenty of time for reflection and plenty of healing sessions. This is what people respond to in healing. Love, nurture, being and receiving is the energy of the day of the Aztec Mayan sacred count, 9 Imix (Dragon/Crocodile or Waterlily).
It's soft, gentle, feminine as well as strong, protective and primal. I mean primal in the sense of being with nature and the elements. The very masculine dominated world that we have shared has had an absence of these qualities. The strong and protective aspect has been more tough and lacked nurture or care.
Healing has been so often fueled by tough and harsh realities. It's time for the ancient and feminine approach to be the basis of healing now. Only then can deep healing happen and only then can people love like this themselves.
My dream which keeps surfacing and warming my heart in meditation is connecting with this possibility myself. I used to have a retreat venue until the government and it's goons decided to try and take all that I had. I see a return to it, but it's just one of the dangling carrot visions for now.
Nine is the tone of the day. It is a tone of great cycles. There are nine months in a pregnancy, one of the greatest cycles I could acknowledge as a mother myself. I've been having the vision for about that long. I hope it is going to birth itself. Whatever happens though, I trust the divine plan to unfold in divine timing if it is a part of my destiny path. It would appear so, but it's only an apparation at this stage.
It is my vision to be able to give healing retreats to healers most of all. The imbalance of giving and receiving is very obvious here, and for myself included. I've had the vision that the way may be found where it is something that can be given and valued with little or no need for monetary payment on the part of those who would come for healing, or a good rest to refresh so they could carry on with their service to humanity.
Only when the way is made clear to open up the ways of loving, nurturing, being and receiving care, will we see the change we wish to see in the world. Only when we know what it means to be loved, nurtured and care for ourselves, can we love, nurture and care for others in a way that blesses them, creation and Papatūānuku (Earth Mother) herself.
May this way open up as the cold, harsh, clinical and loveless ways of old close down - and so it is
Poppy Joy, writing about health from my perspective.