misplaced mama

My friend and I are putting on a retreat. We aren’t quite sure what it’s going to be like yet, but we are pretty sure it’s going to be fabulous and the first of many chick gatherings we are part of.

When I was in California I saw an old friend. Jamie. She is an organic farmer and one of the kindest and fierest woman on the planet. The first time I met her a bunch of us rented a cabin at Big Bear, CA for New Years Eve. She was a friend of a friend. She was this amazingly watery cancer, bursting with creative energy and spirit. She came equipt with a trunk full of wigs, elf ears, henna paste, feathers, glitter, and everything you might just want for a New Years Eve in the mountains. I was further impressed when she told me the work she does. She plays in the dirt, cultivates the land in such a way that precious heirloom tomotoes and culinary and medicinal herbs raise up their roots and thrust through to us. A hot, strong, female organic farmer running her own farm. Selling to Trader Joes and Farmer’s Markets in Central California. I was in love. I wanted to marry her.

And now that she has secured 15 acres of farmland that is all hers, she asked me to gather women together and somehow get us all breathing and stretching and chanting and healing: for the earth, for ourselves, for eachother. Soundsreally good.

Because I am the type that needs partnership (scared shitless to do anything alone), I joined forces with my Metamorphose Healing sister: energy worker, artist, yogi. I fugured between the 2 of us and all the other women I am hoping will jump up and down soon, waving their arms yelling,” ME! ME! I wanna help, I want to contribute my unique and brilliant gifts to share with my sisters!” We can have wicked, kick-ass, life-transforming, totally fun gathering.

It’s going to be causal. This is not spa. This is a lush and magical piece of Mama Earth that has been massaged with love and water and seed. We will be tenting it. We will be having fires. We will be getting our nails dirty. We will be stretching and breathing in the crisp coastal air. We will not be seperated from the elements. There will be no mirors except the eyes of eachother so we can all see our true selves. My hope is that this gathering be real and true. My wish is that by joining together some real transformation and healing can be done. I am hoping life-long freindships will be made. Connections, silvery and bright, like sparkle-wires dancing out of each pore. Just like the laws of electricity, I hope that we can clear the pathways so we can transmit who we really are to eachother, to the world and to ourselves.

We are still working on all the details. But the date is going to be Earth Day weekend of next year, April 21 and 22, 2007.

Stay tuned if ya wanna come. All I know is it’s going to be dirt cheap.

Peace.