A Prayer for Our Times

A prayer created by Reclaiming Pittsburgh during a dropped and open session.

Mycelial Messages

Blessings to those who tend the web,
Connecting and listening,
We are one, we are one.

Blessings to those who tend the web,
I am held and am holding.
We are one, we are one.

Share your gifts, they are needed.
Create new thriving pathways:
Necessity is the mother of intimacies.

Prepare.

Death flowers:
From Rot comes Life.
From Life, Rot.
Compost what no longer serves you.

Blessings to those who tend the web,
Connecting and listening,
We are one, we are one.

Blessings to those who tend the web,
I am held and am holding.
We are one, we are one.

After great chaos, regeneration.
After great chaos, rebirth.

Birth grief, nourish grief,
Slow down and start again.

Love all things,
Love is Life.
Love is Sacred.

Put your hands in soil,
Connect.
Pets, wildlife, the natural world,
Connect.
Know, find, learn,
Connect.

Blessings to us who tend the web,
Connecting and listening,
We are one, we are one.

Blessings to us who tend the web,
We are held, we are holding.
We are one, we are one.

Be one with us,
Be one with us,
We are one, we are one.
No distance too great,
We are held, we are holding.

The time is now.
All will be well,
Connecting and listening,
All manner of things shall be well.

This is how the work gets done.
Changing, shifting,
Ever moving–
Connecting with mycelium,

Blessings to us who weave the web,
Connecting and listening,
We are one, we are one.

Blessings to us who weave the web,
I am held, we are holding.
We are one, we are one.

~Reclaiming Pittsburgh community, created virtually during the pandemic March 2020

COVID-19 and Scarcity Mindset

I’m disheartened by the cruel words I’ve seen directed at those stocking up at the stores and online. Our society and capitalism have fueled a scarcity mindset since the depression to drive profits and keep people in fear. The empty stores shelves are that mindset in action.

My dad was born just a sneeze before the depression and he had scarcity written into his bones. It didn’t matter he had a steady office job with decent pay. We lived with many shelves of extra paper products including TP. Extra canned and dry goods. An extra full size standing freezer and second standard fridge/freezer in the basement, all stocked. And every night before he left work he called my mom and asked if she needed anything from the grocery store. His hoarding extended beyond groceries and included money keeping him from enjoying much of what he’d planned so long and hard for due to scarcity. This mindset never left him. In fact it was reinforced when USSteel failed, the company he worked at for 30 odd years yet he felt safe because of the habits his scarcity mindset had created.

 

Scarcity mindset is real, it’s based in trauma, and it’s passed down generationally. It leaves an imprint so deep that even in times of surplus it shouts from the darkness at us. And it serves big business of every type so capitalism does nothing to ally its fears. I cannot impress on you the level of restraint I’ve needed to “only” have 2 extra packs of TP on hand right now.  Not shopping more has me stomping down panic. I’m battling a lot of memories. I’m battling the voices in my head. All to resist the over-culture’s implanted fear, my family’s ingrained fear, and the anxiety COVID-19 is producing in my world and the larger world beyond.

 

For my love of community, I resist and leave most items in the stores/online. In compassion for my community, I refuse to judge those who don’t/can’t.

 
I ask this of you, my community: join me in this spell or resistance and compassion. If you are able, leave some items for others. If you are unable, share them when called to do so. And always, hold compassion for all of us, especially those who feel unable to resist.
 
Boneweaver
Reclaiming/Feri priestex