Those past few days me and my partner went to the Mountains of Castro Laboreiro in the up North of Portugal. There, without expecting it, I’ve had one of the most intense life changing experiences hiking silently through the deserted rocky mountain tops and the greeny river banks, for almost 6h straight.
I was astonished by the pure energy of those mountains and ancient forests, it striked me so “hard” that all my deep darkness, all those hidden feelings and emotions came up and were presented to me once again, right there.
As we live in a society that fears descent and the dark and dying aspects of being human. We are often ushered as quickly as possible through discomfort, instead of being taught how to linger in the liminal, often mournful, places of transition and change. Especially when faced with experiences that confound our sense of reality and shake our identity at its roots. In those moments we tend to be paralyzed by fear or to force the way out of it as quick as possible without realizing and integrating the experience, or why we get there. 🗝
To me, right there without having a chance to run away from it again, i was “forced” to face it, right there all my deep darkness showing up while hiking and climbing those difficult paths of the mountain as well as the paths of my soul.
During that journey I’ve met the amazing Asphodel and the Asphodel meadows. The Asphodel sits comfortably in contradiction and liminality and there it was to guide me through this experience, a powerful teacher to me around the death and re-birth experience that was happening. I don’t have words to discribe the experience, as you might understand, but I can say that I am trully grateful to all the Ancestors that have been doing the path before us, all the relatives we have here doing it now with us and to all those who will come after. I am grateful for LIFE ✨️🌿
All Love through 🏹🗝🌬
