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Journal

Embodied Rituals for Skin + Soul

W I L D R O S E: Behind the Veil

Katie Gordon

My journey with Wild Rose has been one of deep trust, discernment, and acceptance. Not the “I guess this works for me” kind of acceptance, but the kind of acceptance that makes you say, “Oh. Right. I get it now.” The kind of acceptance that allows you to sink deeper into your physical and emotional body with gratitude for the journey and the love that has perhaps left us bruised and bleeding, bowing deeply to the light and shadow teachers on our way.

She’s been one of those friends you realize has been with you all along, in the most subtle ways. A spirit that has reflected to me my grace, strength, and delicate power in the moments I needed reminding. Rose keeps opening my heart to trust: myself, my voice, the rhythm of the universe, and the unfolding of it all. Wise in her ways of boundaries, compassionate in her full, open, clear, strong heart.

So the other day, I wandered off into the woods to commune with her. Along the McKenzie, they’re just now barely in bloom. Walking along a tree-covered path near my favorite bridge, to my left I see a hollowed out tree that looks like one I used to imagine as a kid to be a portal to the land of the fae. Behind the tree is a steep hill, and at the top of the hill, I see the Sun just poking through. A voice from somewhere deep in my roots says, “We’re going up there.”

I’ve never felt so clear in my footsteps and strong in my legs. Knowing full well I’m on the right path. But to what? I have no idea. As I get to the top and look around, there’s Wild Rose everywhere. And interspersed with the Wild Rose is Yarrow, another of my favorite plant spirits.  Just hangin’ out together.

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You know that feeling you get when you’re in a strange or foreign place, a bit disoriented, when all of a sudden you see something familiar and you immediately feel pulled back into your body? I think for most of my life, I’ve felt like I’m in a foreign place that I don’t understand, and don’t understand why I’m even here when nothing that “normal people” aka muggles do makes much sense to me. So when I stepped into that sunny patch of an otherwise rainy forest to be met by these two, I sat down to listen. And in her typically soft yet grounded, wise way, Rose says…

Hold space for trust. Slow down. Like, way the fuck down. Feel into your rhythm. Your time. How does your body and soul want to move? What does She want to do? Or not do? How can you love yourself more wholly?

And I realize: This connection is beyond me. This is more than Katie. This relationship is ancient. We have known one another through lifetimes.

Trust and all will be revealed.

Allow yourself to be held.
By the Earth,
by other awake souls,
in the vibration of love.

You don’t need to allow in fear, hate, or judgement.

{She says…}

Hold your space from a place of trust & compassion.
There’s nothing to prove.
Nothing to do.

Let your soul speak to & through you.

Trust yourself, your feelings.
No, they’re not permanent,
but they are
revelatory & real.

Listen.

Trust.

Wait, if you need to.

When have those whispers been wrong?

In honor of Wild Rose, in honor of deep self-trust, the Midsummer Wild Medicine Bundle will be crafted with the intention of bringing you into communion with the beating of your own inner wild heart and the whispers rising up from within. Wrapped in gold in honor of the Sun at its highest point of the year, these packages will be sent out in time for you to play with during your Midsummer night revelry.

Blessings of the Wild,
Katie