Campaign For Susi - Restoring this Rainbow Warrior Back to Pristine Health & Wellbeing

Dearest Friends

The final stage of this part of my journey is over. I buried LuluLemon, on a new moon, under a dwarf lemonade tree. I mixed in some of my mother’s ashes, and some strands from my father’s vicuña poncho. I had soaked her vivid blue and green tissue in some Tequila to get rid of the preserving chemicals. Holding her in my hands, she looked back at me like the eye of a wise whale and for the first time since my diagnosis I cried. A Wiccan priestess and two fellow breast cancer warriors wrapped their arms around me in support. I threw three measures of tequila on the ground – for the maiden, the mother and the crone.

I uttered these words “We all come from Papatuanuku and to her we shall return, like a drop of rain flowing to the ocean. This piece of me that grew as my womanhood bloomed, that sustained my babies and entranced my lovers, I now return to my eternal mother.”

We finished off the tequila, ate some home-made bliss balls and went our separate ways.

I visit the small tree every day, marveling at all the fruit she has started to produce. I feel her presence in the soil. She is my link to all the mammals that have ever walked this sacred earth. She is mama, Pachamama, our creator.

Blessed be.