changing tides…


The full moon is in two days. I can feel a shift in the energies. How I wish those energies would surge into our government and make necessary changes for the betterment of all. I am not a political person, nor do I wish for this blog to become a political debate platform. I am also not entirely up to date on many things, mostly because I find it painful and emotionally taxing to read articles and hear newscasts about the devasting things happening on our border. I am not too far from the border, and to know that such atrocities are happening in this country, let alone so close to my own home, where I raise my children, is both heartbreaking and enraging.

I have read numerous stories, one stating that a child refused to speak to his mother because he felt that she had abandoned him. How can we, as a country, continue to endorse this behaviour? Yes, when a citizen commits a crime, their children or put into foster care – I am more than aware of that, as I have spent time in that system. However, those parents generally know where their children are or are helped with reunification. Even in cases of abuse, the children are often reunited with their parents if/when they do what is necessary. But the reports from the facilities that house parents and children are so conflicting – who do we believe? I believe the parents, who scream and cry that their children have been taken away, that they have not been able to speak to their children for days, weeks, months. I can hardly go a few hours without hearing my children before I get anxious – I am utterly emotionally destroyed by what these parents are going through.

Children being separated from their parents is not the only horrific act this presidency has brought about recently. I am ashamed of the recent travel ban enacted, and am reminded so much of both Nazi Germany and WWII America, where Japanese-Americans were taken from their homes and placed in incarceration camps. No, we may not be giving removal orders or detaining individuals that follow a certain religion or hail from a certain country, but by denying entry we are going against what this country was founded on.

The first non-Native individuals who settled here did so because they were oppressed for some of their most sincerely held beliefs – religious or otherwise, whether we agree with them now or not. Did the Natives, who knew nothing of them or the future, ban them from these shores? No. They did not. In some instances, the settlers were met with open arms, in other instances they were met with apprehension, and still in others they were not met at all. Very few instances of violence upon the settlers first arriving are recorded.

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
MOTHEROF EXILES. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

The New Colossus, Emma Lazarus (1849–1887), 1883

We, as a country that touts freedom and screams equality and rages against the immoral treatment of people in other countries, have now said that we do not want want those very people to come here. I speak not of the individuals, not of the people fighting against travel bans and immigration violence, but of this country as a whole, under our current president. Horrible things happen, regardless of who is ‘in charge’ – but this entire situation is ridiculous and does not hold true to the ideals of the country I call home.

I have said it in conversation before, but nowhere near the internet – I cannot keep it inside any longer. This is not Nazi Germany, but the parallels are astounding. The president is not Hitler, but his ideals and his words remind me so much of the man titled Fuhrer. I am disgusted by the current events in this country. Each year, our treatment of each other becomes more abhorrent. These two atrocities aren’t even the tip of the ice berg. Horrible things happen every day – they happened before this president, and they will likely happen after he is out of office. No, not everything is the presidents fault, but he can definitely step in and stand up for the people that need him most, for the people that seek our help and our understanding, and for the people that claim this country as home that deserve so much more than they have gotten from him.

The Full Moon is a time of manifestation and creation, but it is also a time of reflection on the last few weeks, thus leading to a release of those things that do not serve us positively anymore.

Racially charged bigotry has no place in this world, in this country; religious intolerance and blanket persecution has no place here and now. Agism and Classism have no place. Generationalism has no place. Sexism, rape culture, and slutshaming have no place. Gun violence and children dying and people without adequate food and water and the desecration of sacred land have no place in this world. Abuse, from anyone, has no place in this world.

I would love to believe that there is no place lower for us to go – that we will not continue to dig this hole deeper, but I know better. I know how horrible and disgusting people can be to each other. I know how easily people can rise up against others, take what they want and leave people to die. We as a country have seen it happen, more than once – here and in other places.

I can feel the Mother weeping for her children, feel the tired and heartbroken screams of the people who seek salvation from horrible situations, refugees from other countries and American citizens alike. I feel the pain and the rage and the disbelief of parents who have lost children to violence on American streets and in American schools. I feel the darkness that reaches into so many hearts, the anger and the confusion and the holes left by the current regime.

I end this post by saying that this will likely be the only time I ever touch on these atrocities. I want this place, my space, to be soft and calm and gentle – I do not want to drag angry words or hateful comments from people. I wrote this because I could not, in my heart, remain silent any longer. As an American with so many friends from other countries, I see their words and their pain for those suffering at our government’s hands, and I want everyone to know that many Americans are appalled at what is happening, and we are doing what we can to help make changes happen.

The proverbial tides need to change – the Moon controls the tides, both physical and energetic. We have the power to incite change, let us use it for the highest good of all people.


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