It was winter 2018 when a soul sister planted a seed inside of me.
A new mama to our cooperative, I had known her for years. Our half Asian sons had been born three months apart with the help of the same midwife. Her and I also share dance and ritual as a common language, as well as an Earth centered, spiritual philosophy on life. In January, she mentioned a course that she wanted to offer about ‘taking up One’s staff.’
Her words, like a spell, broke through me, awakening an ancient
Over the next two days, I gathered organic materials from the world around me, feathers, rocks, leather, sticks, etc, as well as other parts of my life, including beads from when I traveled the world, medicine bags I had been gifted, and good fortunes.
I already had my staff – a 4.5 foot Pine branch that I had just found on Christmas Day while hiking with my family on Palomar Mountain.
I took up the task of claiming my staff,
With a glue gun in hand, and gold paint to hide the evidence, I detailed away.
Red leather serpent winding its way up the bottom; healing crystals placed atop and near the palm of my hand; a plumage of morning dove feathers along a top spine.
This is my Staff.
As winter turned to spring, my work within our community – of providing a space where women and children gather – gained attention. So, I patted myself on my back for doing a good job of bringing people together and holding a physical space where human connection, interaction and contact can unfold.
And I remembered that
a Keeper of the Village Space.