a few weeks in portland…

It’s monday night, I’m in a dark room lit by a candle re-reading Credo Mutwa and feeling as though I’ve surfed a wave of emotions at long last needing release. A “night mix” playlist is echoing, “33 bowls of rain” that’s crystal bowls along with the classic “jala, yoga flow mix” and “dolphin and whale sounds.”  I’m feeling the after effects of this last quarter scorpio moon entering sagittarius.

Only a few days ago, I was speaking to a new yogi about Yogananda (Autobiography of a Yogi), kundalini, tantra philosophy, jesus christ and christ consciousness only to hear some of the same words in a YouTube video with the late Sunyata Saraswati. I was amazed and astonished at this Ancestor’s life story. Powerful to say the least, this day has been fruitful with abundance; a shaman class, a woman’s permaculture class, a class i thought was about botany or gardening that turned out to be about facilitating the healing or support of children with trauma (thank you, oregon state university)!

i sent this yogi a few must reads:

  • autobiography of a yogi,
  • sri ramakrishna,
  • the science of breathe,
  • the mahabarata
  • and oops forgot — siddharta — another classic!

I knew I came to this region for healing I just didn’t imagine it would be this powerful. Even the beads on my wrists smell like ethiopian frankincense and myrrh! Maybe it’s the sacredness of the mountains or the proximity to the ocean or simple ‘timing’ thrusting me into the darkness of myself. or the lessons of witnessing the harvest and rebirth of seeds make their full bloom as I learn to grow microgreens. the way the darkness of soil like the mothers womb brings forth new life. their is something deeply sacred about the land, the mysteries of nature, and our kinnectedness to spirituality that is profound. i am a student. observing while acting in this sacred dance remaining in awe and deep appreciation.

in this way the days go by. i am re-learning to breathe.

“why do you move so fast?” was one reminder that i had to rid myself of my high-strung “survival mode” southeast lifestyle. that my shift in consciousness is more about fully embracing my authentic self. even my tiny locs seem to grow as to kiss the sun and spiral to the stars like shoots from mother earth herself. they are my teachers. i look at my kinks sticking straight up in wonder at the simplicity and complexity of my indigenous alchemy and this conductive fire that largely remain a hidden metaphysical quantum science. and i re-teach myself to accept this sacred way of growth i witness from my person. a reminder teaching me to resist any form of negative self talk. to promote a crystaline self-acceptance through re-opening the heart space.

i am adjusting my sight. re-membering to see the all in everyone and myself. the love in all things.

everything feels like radical growth that i want to keep private and sacred. much i’d like to share and still so much more i am silent to. and i’m greatful to be here at this time unraveling and rooting in this sacred frequency…

inLove,

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Ria

 

Visiting the West Coast!

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Rosemary Bush (Rosemarinus)  – (the largest I’ve seen ever in Oregon). Rosemary bushes are on so many lawns and parks! There are at least close to a dozen species in Portland.)

The last time I was on the West Coast was during Katrina in August of 2005. I visited Arizona on a few dreams I had following a young Native girl and my Aunt Tiye who would climb Red Earth mesas and fly to the next while I would climb in arms reach before their next leap. At that time, I was discovering the Sun and her children, the tribes of the Sun scattered from the Yucatan into old Mexican Arizona. At that time I had no idea the inclusive history of indigenous and native peoples on this planet.

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Frontier Airlines, Winter 2019, East Coast (Ronald Reagan National Airport) to Denver Airport

I was also heavily writing, dancing, performing spoken word and dabbling in teaching to elementary children about indigenous culture and our environment. Still a practicing vegetarian, I was getting extreme downloads from the Earth (cosmos) from the Divine Feminine realm. In fact, I had journals filled with messages from The Goddess and as I sat in the lotus position or in pigeon pose I began to see the beauty of Tantra everywhere and in everything. This was the East coast, the hemisphere of my birthplace on this planet and yet I still had this weird connection to the West coast! At least in Arizona where I felt more at home than almost anywhere I’d been (apart from Guadeloupe).

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Between flights (starving). Airport breather: food (Asian salmon salad), beer, a little writing 😉

 

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Mount Hood at Rocky Butte Natural Park at the top of Joseph Wood Hill Park where you can see Cascade Mountain Range, Mount Hood (pictured above), Mt. Helen’s, and the Columbia River gorge and Washington State’s Vancouver

 

 

But here I am on the West Coast, discovering none other than Oregon. Back home on the East coast the words “Portland” and “Oregon” made my black coworkers pause with side-eyed glares and ask almost offensively, “Why Portland?” As if my black card would be revoked by our imaginary world-wide black card institute.

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Their conjectures almost had me convinced until walking through the neighborhood and seeing others with my skin tone assuring me “there’s ‘naga’s’  here!” with a sigh of relief. Still I get the unusual looks or loud “Hi, how you doing?” It’s definitely a mixed bag. But beyond the looks — and maybe its my wild unruly “braid locs,” turquoise, and shoulder length feathers in my ears, I know there’s something super “magical” about this region I am only beginning to discover.

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Clary Sage Herbarium: organic dried herbs, teas, herbal extracts, therapeutic organic & food grade essential oils, flower essences, magical intention candles, smudging herbs and woods, cleansing sprays, crystals, natural incense, artisanal natural soaps & body care and more.

The trees alone have much to tell – and I’ve never been anywhere where trees and shrubs are as diverse as they are here in Portland. Gigantic mature Rosemary bushes are aligned with rose bushes, sage, and pine yards away from bamboo, ferns, and pacific mandrones (one of the prettiest unusual trees I’ve seen). There are palm varieties with algae, lichen and moss grown on the trunks and trees of pine and oak (noted to have over 700 varieties of moss in Portland!) I’ve even seen cacti and succulents! Why? Portland is a rain forest! The only American rain forest in the North America and Oregon is one of the states (including California, and Washington State) of the Pacific Northwest to house its unique temperate climate and home to the colossal red woods which are still part of ancient Mayan lore to date. But these tree varieties sometimes leave me feeling as if Ive walked into some far away faerie gnome village with the later I’m still trying to figure out and define. Still, I admit Portland is by far a very mystical forest region Ive only begun to discover! 🙂

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Many people in Portland look as if they are ready to climb mountains, win the iron man (or gender-neutral equivalent), homestead (Macgyver style), and Natarajasana  (yoga cosmic dancer pose) without missing a heart beat. There is a true love for nature in these parts! So much so that my first trip to the local grocery store, the cashier hesitated packing my items thinking i’d walk out in hand or had a personal recycled (preferably hemp) bag in my pocket! He gave me a side-eyed stare when i insisted on a paper bag and my paper receipt which is probably recycled on the spot. The truth is the ONLY plastic bag I gathered in my few weeks here was the one I brought with me from Virginia!!! Recycling here is not some feel good chat, it’s a religion and way of life that shocked even myself.

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The grocery stores have some amazing local markets fresh produce that I was equally amazed to see and taste! The Alberta Coop was one of the first stores I walked in and was happy to see such gorgeous veggies, mushroom, fruits, roots, and greens! Plus the cashier informed me I could ‘purchase’ or own part of the coop which really got my attention, but more on that in the Spring! For now, I will say there is a huge vegetarian and vegan health conscious population residing here.  And i cant wait to explore the food agriculture here both personally and academically.

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For now I will end with thankfulness and anticipation of new journeys, awakenings, and empowerment of knowledge, wisdom, and understanding!

 

Always Love!

daria_gold_bee

Ria


Resources: 

https://www.oregon.gov/ODF/Documents/AboutODF/NativeTreesPlants.pdf

majestic place of mountains (poem)

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It’s so peaceful right now out here!! I’m loving it … ♥️

this majestic place of mountains

(Sage and Nag Champa burning 💨)

to Native flutes and Nature Forest sounds…

 

i am adorned in feathers and crystal blue liner

lapis lazuli dipped around my neck  and brassy copper at my wrists

It’s a semi slow and soft rainy day over 45 degrees …warm.

i walk in an ocean navy rain jacket stopping to peer in tiny cafe windows

a red beard with hands in dough peering back at me

a cat like grin from the customer behind me

while a total of $7.11 is exchanged for

organic goodies i anticipate with my senses

i like this place where everyone meets at its corners

lawns draped with signs of make america peace again and black lives matter

while the new moons darkness feel embedded in my dark obsidian nails

and a skrying silver ring he called magick ….it feels like this place of mountains

brings a bird of majesty… sacred Tz’ikin

i climb and perch before flying asking you for favor

and embody your most giving spirit…

Mountains, natural hair and peace

on the Pacific Coast ♥️♥️♥️

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