i’ll be the first to admit, i don’t really know what i’m doing. i have very strong intuition & am extremely sensitive to energies, & i receiving information from the universe, animals, & objects in various ways.
i call it my “witchy shit” but i don’t identify it to any particular type of witchy craft or worship. it is self designed, & largely through exploration, experimenting, questioning, feeling, & making mistakes.
what on safari in maasai mara i found these bones. i didn’t not receive a clear message one way or another but generally felt good about taking them, with intentions to worship them.
the bones i took from maasai mara
at the time, in the back of my heart, i felt hesitation. i didn’t feel distinctly wrong taking them though, & was afraid i would later regret not having their magic.
& i will admit, i see now that i made a mistake.
as i’ve been packing up to leave kenya & return to the US (for the time being) i have felt anxiety about brining these bones home. something felt wrong about removing them from their native home here in kenya. something about them felt wild & connected to the soil here.
i was particularly anxious about having them taken by customs. i feared they would end up in the trash, locked up somewhere, or just generally disconnected from a natural home or resting place.
so like i do when i am seeking answers, i sat with them. next to my window, on the floor. i closed my eyes & connected to their energy. i held them in my hands & listened. i waited for images & feelings to come to mind.
the longest bone felt sticky but not tangibly, as if when my hands slid over the dry bone i could still feel the fat stuck to it. i saw blood & muscle & tissues still attached when i closed my eyes & held it. it felt antsy, unwelcoming, & raw. it did not feel like it had been released.
i laid down & placed it on my chest. i started feeling pressure, inability to breathe, & discomfort to the point where i removed it from my body & onto the floor next to me 3 times during my meditation.
i apologized. i asked what i could do. i had already removed it miles from its home in the savannah to the city. i saw an image of the bone being buried.
i promised that in the morning i would bury it outside, by hand, in the ground by our apartment.
i picked up the next piece, the jagged vertebrae.
this piece didn’t give me clear answers, we danced back & forth feeling each other out. i wasn’t feeling particularly strong negative or positive energy. rubbed & held & looked at it & asked. i didn’t receive a loud answer.
i laid it on my chest & began to meditate. some similar feelings of pressure & inability to breathe settled in. not nearly as intense, but noticeable. i did not want it lying on me. when i removed it, i immediately breathed deeply & sighed.
i asked for forgiveness & what i could do to honor it. i saw it being buried beside the other bone in the ground.
the last little piece & i had a wonderful exchange. i felt excitement, a jumpy, positive energy. when i placed it on my chest i felt lightness. my breathe eased. the energy i received was welcoming. an invitation.
it even told me how it would like to be transported, in the right front hip pocket of my large pack. unwrapped. alone.
i asked how it would feel if customs took it from me. if it ended up in the trash, incinerated, or locked away in some facility. i felt a shrugging, & return to its happy energy. it didn’t seem to be worried about any of that.
so, i don’t “formally” know what any of this means. i did some reading online about bone blessings & worship but felt i had to learn this on my own. i feel confident i am doing what these spirits want & have asked for. i look forward to working with my excitable little identifiable bone chunk. i imagine it is from a small impala but am unsure.
i am grateful to these bones for teaching me. to my soul for listening. to my energy for connecting. to the spirits for talking. to the mess & glory of forever asking, receiving, & trusting myself & what i feel. to the universe for showing me. to my intuition for guiding me. to my witchy shit for unfolding & exploring with me.
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