Litter is an offering to the earth, worshipping a god of consumerism.

Many this year will gather around the fireplace, drinking a brew, focusing their full attention on the mantle which has become our modern-day altar. A place to connect with the magical realms, has now been replaced with CoorsLite and a television. Without even realizing it, we are mimicking the same actions as our ancient ancestors.

However they, full of their own shadows and shortcomings, remained in alignment with our Earth Mother. Their celebration was in harmony as their dance upon the naked soil activated their magnetic resonance, amplifying a communal prayer offered up to the Divine—closely connected to their environment and dancing their own sovereign dance.

Yet now in these days, we sit around, watching other people dance our dance. Whether it be a football game, a TV drama, or, my favorite for irony’s sake, Dancing With The Stars. I can assure you, if our ancient ancestors saw the high level production teams focusing their full creative consciousness on the fabricated illusion of celebrity, it would take some careful explanations as to why their dance is choreographed, why the stars are no where to be seen inside a stadium full of spectators, and why there is no reverence for the elemental magic of being one with the abundance of the natural world.

Alas, here we are, in 2021. Separated, or more accurately, in the illusion of separation.

So then, what is our remedy? What is our resolution?

Do we look outside of ourselves even further, like a wee babe, reaching up to a father to save us from peril?

Or, do we place our hands upon the earth, feeling the ever-present support of our Earth Mother, feeling her protection and endless provision. With sturdy hands and sure feet, we rise again. We stand. We hold steady. We root down. We are whole. We are home.

And then, standing tall, we reach up to Father Sky. We feel the dirt between our toes and we watch the stars dancing between our finger tips, speckling the night sky. And feeling the warmth of the fire behind us, we dance!

We become the merging of our Mother and Father. No longer out-sourcing our ability to connect to, express, or embody our divinity. We become the dance. We stir up the dust that forms the marrow of our bones and breathe in the fresh humus of Earth, entering our body on the whispers of the wind.

Blood pumps through our veins like the waters of rushing rivers and crystal clear lakes. Nourishing our body and fueling our ecstatic celebration.

We are an elemental convergence, an answer to all prayers of our past and future ancestors.

Become who you truly are. Activate your ancient remembrance. Awaken your destiny and dance! Dance as the sovereign, ecstatic being you are.