Mother Root

$444.00

Perhaps life really has fermented you

It has pulled at your hair, at your limbs, demanding your awareness to be refined

You have been put to the test, and have been thoroughly exhausted

The chalice ever being full again is a comical thought

You may have resorted to being less in order to uphold the responsibility of many

Recognition not in sight, you let that follow you

The shadow in the mirror that says “No one cares"

What you really need is to come back to Mother's Roots

To remember your soul has taken many blows in lifetime’s past

The winds of time and space move you, allow yourself to twirl

To be consumed in Sacred Flame

To let the river run through your body

To lay on the soil and breath

You are always protected if you beleive in Earth, and see yourself as a minature

That means your strength is of her likeness

Let yourself roar, and tune yourself back.

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All of the components of this Nightmare Catcher I have aquired somewhere along my travels & weird moments of coming back covered in leaves and scratches from some bush I was lingering in. Thorns and brambles, aliens and moss. A glow hidden in the darkness. Waiting to be found and uncovered. The bottle at the center contains sand dirt from my stay in Moab. That in itself is magick, the rich earth shaping caverns in its plight. A red mirage that carries with it neutrino dreams. All hand sewn, woven and adhered. I wouldn't reccomend keeping this outside in the elements in order to preserve its beauty

3.5 ft in length, 2 ft in width, height off the wall 2 inches