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June BlueSpruce, MPH

Intuitive Healer, Mentor, and Life Coach

Category: Ancestors

Lies Coming to Light

When I imagine the kind of human community I want to live in, I go to the forest in my mind. In the forest, there is no analogue for racism. No exclusion of certain plants from the web of connection, nurture, and support because of their physical characteristics. That would be counter to the natural …

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What Is This Crisis Calling Us To?

My grandparents Florence and John Taylor. Florence died in the flu pandemic of 1918-1919. What is the coronavirus epidemic calling us to? Ironically, this disease that separates and isolates us from each other as we try to prevent its spread also calls us into deeper levels of connection. Connection with community, with ancestors, and with …

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Brigid’s Flame on a Dark Day

Sr. Phil O’Shea at Solas Bhride Centre, Kildare, Ireland, 2016 “Solas Bhride is a Christian Spirituality Centre which welcomes people of all faiths and of no faith. The Vision of the Centre is to unfold the legacy of St. Brigid and its relevance for our time.” Yesterday, on Jan. 31, the eve of Imbolc, two …

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Grief and Gratitude

The cusp of death can conjure joy as well as pain, gratitude as well as grief, connection as well as separation – if we are open to it. At Samhain, celebrated on Oct. 31-Nov. 1, the veil between the world of the living and the world of the dead is thin. We remember and commune …

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Reflecting on Theft

In fall we put most of the garden to bed. After months of reaping the harvest from long, sunny, warm days, we pull up tomato and zucchini plants, spread leaf mulch to keep the weeds down. Overwintering vegetables – arugula, lettuce, turnips, chard, kale – stay green. The rest of the garden turns brown, lies …

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Leaning on Our Ancestors

Yesterday, on the eve of Samhain (Halloween), I prepared an altar in our living room to honor our beloved dead. On the cedar chest built by my wife Martha’s grandfather, I placed cedar boughs blessed in sacred circles held over the past two months. On top of the cedar, Martha and I arranged photos of …

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Authoritarianism and My Garden

It has been a terrible couple of weeks in national news – a terrible couple of years, actually. When I feel despair, I restore a sense of balance and hope by taking effective action where I can. And I work in my garden. A few weeks ago, after days of rain, the rich soil in our parking strip was …

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Grandmother at Bealtaine

I have a newborn granddaughter. Everything I knew before about being a grandmother is now rooted in the body. I know it in my eyes, heart, belly, bones, down into the Earth. We are all rooted in Earth. She is our mother, in the largest sense. Everything we are comes from her. Seeds planted by …

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Love in a Dangerous Time

Title with a nod to Bruce Cockburn [1] Imbolc, celebrated Feb. 1 in the Celtic world, is traditionally a time to sweep out the old and welcome in the new. A time of initiation into and commitment to a new path in life. The process of initiation starts with the breakdown and death of old ways …

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Finding Beauty in Darkness

Early Monday morning, in clouded darkness misted by rain, two hundred people gathered at the Port of Tacoma to block the gates to a construction site. Puget Sound Energy, a utility company that is now owned by a profitable group of private equity firms, leased this land to build a huge plant to process and …

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