Often, life brings teachers and/or a direction that we’re guided to take when we least expect it. I’m no stranger to this phenomenon. Again, life showed me the path, and it’s one I keep returning to time and time again: the path towards myself and the path towards mother Nature. I’m doing this, unexpectedly, through a course “The order of Bards, Ovats, and Druids“.
No traitor, the salmon. He returns to his home.
When you’re tired of searching there, you’ll find the answer here.4th century Welsh
Years ago, when I studied to become a primary teacher, I was called to enter the Waldorf teacher specialization, and without even knowing what that truly meant, I studied Anthroposophy. I deeply connected with the knowledge given to me, but looking back, I recognize that the knowledge I connected with most was about Nature, Spirituality, Culture, Arts, Higher knowledge, and Personal development, far away from the craziness of the technologically saturated world.
Through this, my love for crafts emerged, where I’ve completely fallen in love with wool, which led me to create magical fairies from unspun wool. The warmth, the colors, the connection with magic and nature, the freedom to create … everything was slowly remodeling who I was. It touched the core of my being. This work presented a small bubble where I could safely be my crazy mix of chaos and unusualness – something that today I know was simply a mix of my undiagnosed ADHD and quite a typical path of an HD manifestor.
Years passed, I’ve moved countries, I’ve changed careers, lost myself … lost myself even more, and finally, life completely broke me.
Sometimes we need a shakeup, and mine was pretty brutal. But life didn’t leave me all alone. I had the support of a therapist, and I found solace in Nature. Looking back, I can safely say that long forest explorations and expression through photography saved my life then. I spent a good three months alone with my job, my forest, and my art. The world slowed, and I discovered the fantastic world of fungi and rediscovered my connection with the world in-between, the liminal spaces—the times and locations when the veil between the worlds is most permeable. I cannot explain where the connection comes; I know it exists and that I cannot escape it. I’m the most alive in that space.
Two years in the future, and I’m called again. I’m called to this course, and I’m called into the forest. I’m called to slow down, to feel, and experience. Life taught me well, and I know that when the call comes as strong as it did, I must answer it. I don’t know where it leads, but I’m here to follow and learn.
Until next time,
Pia
