Our Growing Art

I've done something quite unique for my family, extended too, but I want to talk a bit about my immediate family. I was born to be the storyteller of my family, the storyteller of the ancient traditions and ways of life that hid in my body for safety until the time was ripe. Too many generations has our family been pushed to the brinks of society, been told we were insane, that there was no way we could know what we know, there was no way we could accomplish what we had set out to do.

Most people know what it feels like to be told they can't do something and then sort of say oh well, and move on. But when your family is made up of healers and what would be termed in more past terms a group of "medicine" people, then when we're told we can't do something, it takes on a bigger sting than it does for most others. Especially because we know we can.

I pushed myself to the brink because I knew there was something about my family that was literally dying to get out. The modern world told me not to believe in spirits or natural medicine, while the humanities world told me that myths and narratives were a world of fantasy from the past, not living breathing images. My body, heart, and mind however, told me that everything was alive.

My whole life, this made people worry about me, it made them think I was insane and about to seriously lose it. I didn't care, I did it anyway because I was doing it for my family, for the ancient roots that had been suffocated for too long, and most importantly for myself. I literally unlocked hell on earth for myself and those close to me, and began to burn fiercely. It was the byproduct of having to hold on to all these memories alone on my body for so long. Once the cork popped out however, the alcohol could not stop pouring, and no matter how much it burned, it wanted out. It didn't care about the wounds it created, it knew the alcohol would disinfect and heal the wounds in time anyway.

I thought I had lost it when the trees and plants literally started talking to me, this was no bestselling fantasy novel. I wasn't scared as found it interesting. Then they asked me to dance, and we did. Then the sky started talking, the rocks, the sand, well, everything. My life became and is a fucking Pocahontas movie. Finally, the stars started talking. Nothing ever let me forget my potential, so just when I would doubt myself, I would get a sign or omen to remind me. When I whistle, birds come, when I think heavy thoughts, the sea becomes crazy. When I sing, the winds begin to blow in my favor, and when I look at trees or plants they dance, literally dance. There is no coincidence in the life of my family. People make messes, and we go and clean them up. It's quite a fun job actually. Think about when you wash a laughing baby in a huge tub, it's like that. You tickle them and they laugh, the earth, just like happy babies is very playful.

I was a bit reserved as to who I shared this information with, even some really good friends wouldn't believe me, still don't, until I showed them the plants dancing or could tell them the exact thing they were thinking in their head. That's always been a fun one for me. I was beginning to realize that in my life and that of my family, there was no such thing as random. In exchange for our healing, we are given quite an abundant amount of beauty and wonderful people, payment in money is nothing compared to the treasures in people's hearts and smiles. There are never any surprises for us, healers just don't have that luxury. We can also never hurt anything, truly hurt. It is just impossible for healers to ever be a source of pain. That would defeat the purpose, and that's what modern profit driven society had been trying to do to our roots and why I had to let it all out.

I thought I was alone in all of this for a long time, but then I started to feel my family. I called them up, and asked them about their dreams, and I knew automatically that it was time to wake them all up. Our ancestors had been talking to only me since I was a child, but now they wanted back into the rest of my family. It was perfect timing too, because I was getting tired of caring all the memory and it was causing too much chaos in my life.

I made my rounds and called my grandma, my siblings, and my mom and sister. My grandma said she knew something like that was happening, and I told her that now she needed to listen to the plants again. My siblings, oh man, my sibliings. Let's say that we are all creating a wonderful world together, one that most people cannot put into words, one that is gonna be good.

My mom and sister, well I knew my mom wasn't listening, and that my sister was having nightmares. I told them that it was just our family lineage trying to get out again, and that cleared everything up. They are both doing significantly better now.

The thing that makes me the happiest and also the proudest is that these thoughts and feelings of our intuition, we all thought we were alone and crazy. For years, we never told each other that the stars were literally talking to us, guiding us through life and giving us the ability to heal people. The modern world had taught us that those ancient ways of life just aren't possible anymore, that type of intuition is magic and relegated to ancient texts of prosperous societies long long ago. Yet if there's one thing I know about my family, it's that our spirit never dies, we're much too strong for that. Our socially imposed self doubt becomes less and less as more members of my family wake up and start listening to our ancestors. Good, because I was getting so tired of others telling my family they couldn't do things and them believing it.

Once I got all this out in the open, suddenly my family could breathe again. We all realized that we were having the same thoughts and dreams and that what we are working with is an incredibly ancient source of healing that has been passed down my family for thousands, if not longer, of years. We are stronger collectively, and the better they feel, the better I feel. The spirits we work with now are some of the oldest in the universe, and they've been waiting a long time to interact with all of us. We're not the only family, but we sure are one of the oldest. A ton of ancient families want to reunite again, and they're so thankful that my family has listened. It's going to be one awesome happy reunion, the coolest family reunion any of us have ever experienced.

We were tired of being told we were crazy. The things we say would happen, and people would always believe it was coincidence. So for the longest time, we wouldn't give advice because people wouldn't believe that it was their own choices that caused the shit in their life. So many people like to blame others for their poor decisions. We still don't give too much advice, because people will hear and do what they want to do, and we will sit back and laugh and be the ones to say I told you so, protecting them all the while. Protection is something we give whether you ask for it or not. We are quite good at laughter in my family, it's our most potent healing technique after all. People may ask us for advice, but we never tell them what to do. The lives of others are not ours to live after all, we can simply make it safer for them and guide them if they ask.

Of course, you don't have to believe anything I say, you shouldn't without your own sort of proof. I'm simply telling my family's story that has been waiting since pretty much the beginning of time to tell itself, and we are ripe to start in our roles in helping to heal this small but veautiful planet. Because I've let it out, my family is beginning to build their craft again. They're starting to listen to everything around them, and we're beginning to mesh into our paths in life quite nicely. All paths lead to love, but we'd rather walk barefoot through the meadows than the paths full of spikes and thorns.

Our family isn't so good at following prescribed rules, plans, or advice from contemporary social structures. We are much better at listening to each other and the individual needs of those we meet in our lives. We abide by universal rules of love and nurturing, something modern society isn't too fond of or knows all that well. Our knowledge doesn't come from any one source. All types of knowledge are of course useful and necessary, but love works faster than we can write, faster than the blink of an eye, and faster than we can think. My family uses a mix of whatever is calling them at the moment to create innovative solutions to so called unsolvable problems. Let's just say we can never stick to "to do" lists. Of course we'll be called cooks and quacks, but we do it anyway. We can always see the pain in people that they themselves will not always acknowledge. Heartache and loneliness are particularly potent types of pain that we are quite good at healing. Our most potent power is that we can love this pain without having to take it on ourselves in order to make that person feel more comfortable, more beautiful, and more loved. And we can also do it without ever saying a word if need be.

We are also always called by others. The only people that can fully heal us is each other and others like us. My family regenerates by talking, laughing, and dreaming together. The people we meet in this life are never coincidental. Never, not for my family. Some people call us from across the planet, some are right in front of our faces, and others are well, far far away. We must always go where we are called. If our hearts are in chaos, harmony is in chaos. This is why if someone tries to hurt anybody in our family, their life will quickly turn to shit. We are too important to the earth and others that if one single person attempts to control or harm any of us, the earth can become overly playful for them. Think of the big baby in Spirited Away. We are not more special or higher in rank than anyone, everything is of use to existence, but we are like the dirt that you step on. If you take the dirt for granted for too long, one day it will leave you and you will be freefalling with a great sense of fear of never touching ground. We all make choices as to how we interact with others, so why not love everything? It's just easier, more fun, and more beautiful anyway.

I'm glad my family is coming into its own. I'm even more glad that my siblings and I have begun to develop our own unique bond and power that helps all of those around us. Me being the oldest, I simply tell our story and protect their dreams while they help me create mine. My youngest sibling is in training to carry on this role in my family for her generation, and we're all very excited to see her grow. My type of intuition goes from my grandma, to my mom, to me, to my youngest sister. Our tasks are big ones. We are the dreamers that dream, protect, and create the paths in life for our family. We're the main carriers of the family intuition and memory, and we're the seers of potential. We are the ones who keep everything breathing as well as glued together. My own personal cycle is ending however, I'm moving on to other things when I die. My spirit and another are going to be repurposed for other cool stuff. That's my compensation for being the one to open everything up. Bravery indeed pays off in the long run.

I'm glad that in my family we all finally have each other to talk to about all the things we think and do. To my family, there is no "you know that sounds crazy right," there is only "yeah, that sounds about right." Then we move on to less serious matter like talking about farts or food or gossip. We always know how to have fun, and we are always the life of the party.

I told my mom that I wanted to retire from talking to the stars, and like the wise person she is she says, well you never can really retire. I knew, I just told her I want to take a vacation with them instead. My dreams have always been in space, and so have hers, all of my family's actually. We gave into our beauties and craft, and as a family, I feel us growing stronger everyday, every hour. As our strength and collective love grows, so does the love for those we meet, and love spreads quickly and cannot be conquered. Love is the only thing that does not feel pain, and therefore is indeed the best medicine. That we can give our love freely is the greatest gift my family could ever ask for. The best part is that we transform people without them even knowing it was us. The smiles of those around us are enough, and filling hearts with warmth is what we do. There are many families like us on this planet, and they are all being woken up. Who knew that I would be the one to start all of this. All I did was jump into the abyss, and now all these wonderful things are happening all around me. The dark chasm was just lonely and needed some light. Of course, don't take my word for it. You don't have to, we're all doing it anyway. There are perks to being best buds with the earth after all ;)