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Maestro Tobacco: Returning to the Sacred Medicine of the First Plant Teacher

Maestro Tobacco: Returning to the Sacred Medicine of the First Plant Teacher

Long before it was commercialized, Tobacco was the first plant teacher—

a guardian, a purifier, and a bridge between the human heart and the Spirit world.

In its true ceremonial form, this sacred medicine clears heaviness, restores clarity,

and reconnects us to the Earth, our purpose, and our ancestral knowing.

As we remember the ancient ways, we return Tobacco to its rightful place:

not as a poison, but as a master ally of protection, grounding, and awakening.

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The Keepers of the Eckoushic Records of the Earth

The Keepers of the Eckoushic Records of the Earth

A personal journey of sound, ancestry, and star lineageFor as long as I can remember, the whales have been calling me. Long before I ever placed my body into their ocean temples, they were already swimming through my dreams, my ceremonies, and the hidden chambers of my heart. I have always known them as the keepers of the Eckoushic Records—the vibrational memory of Earth, held within the living waters and...

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The Rise of the Sacred Feminine and the Ring of Fire

The Rise of the Sacred Feminine and the Ring of Fire

Across the planet, a great trembling is underway — not one of fear, but of remembrance. The Earth is speaking through fire, through molten breath, through the pulsing volcanic heartbeat of Pele rising. The Ring of Fire ignites not only in the physical world, but within the collective body of humanity. This global activation mirrors the ancient feminine power returning after centuries of suppression. The Sacred Mother is no longer...

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🌺 RECLAIMING OUR INDIGENOUS ROOTS: A DECOLONIAL PRAYER

🌺 RECLAIMING OUR INDIGENOUS ROOTS: A DECOLONIAL PRAYER

A blog by Amma Sophia Rose I am fiercely, unapologetically passionate about reclaiming our Indigenous ways.Not as a trend.Not as an aesthetic.But as a birthright — a remembering that rises from the land, from the bones, from the very womb of the Great Mother herself. I grew up inside a Catholic, colonized household where the patriarchy ruled with a clenched fist and a wounded heart.A home shaped by alcoholism, trauma,...

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