One Witch’s Spontaneous Healing at Ban Ban Springs
I acknowledge the Wakka Wakka people as the traditional owners of Ban Ban Springs and I pay my respects to elders past, present and emerging, for they hold the hopes for the future of indigenous Australia 🌏
I am sharing a story about a spontaneous healing that happened in an Aboriginal sacred meeting place.
Please know that I do this with the utmost respect, and wish to share my process with those seeking a similar experience.
Yesterday on our way home from a road trip to bury my Grandfather in Towoomba, Queensland, we came across Ban Ban springs near Biggendon. My husband needed somewhere to stop to partake of his herb 🌿🍁😂 I do not partake so I went for a walk. Upon getting out of the car I immediately felt the grounding and soothing energy and joked that I didn’t even need to hit the blunt. I went to have a look at the monuments and art murals. I read a plaque which says:
“A Wakka Wakka legend - the story of Ban Ban Springs
In the Dreamtime the rainbow serpent surfaced here and spoke to the elders of the tribe telling them of the secrets of the sacred waters and how to use it. The rainbow serpent also told of talks he had with the seven sisters and of the wonders he had seen while making the pathways for the sacred water to flow in this area. Our people have always respected the spirits of the springs and will always keep this area as a meeting place and know the rainbow serpent’s water will always be sacred to all people. As taught to our elders by the rainbow serpent. This mural was erected by elders Mavis Hawkins Dennis and Daniel Cobbo of the wakka wakka tribe and their people.”
I was blown away and immediately I knew I was there to heal from the death of my grandfather (to whom I was close) as well as sexual trauma from an attack when I was a young teen where I was not believed and was shamed.
I realised that, like we don’t properly honour the crone in our culture for her wisdom (as Avalon has pointed out with her social media experiment), we also do not properly honour the mother... she is often expected to nurture and care for others without having her own needs met, OR the maiden. Young women are honoured in our society for bubbly faces, firm tits and a nice ass when they are more than that. Is is essential for the wellbeing of young women that they be personified, not just objectified. Their intelligence, creativity, artistry, friendships (which are NOT all toxic and catty) heart, soul and spirit MUST be SEEN and must be HONOURED.
We live in a culture where the needs of the individual trump the needs of the group, where the psychopath and the narcissist thrive. Friends, it is time for us to come back to community in order to heal our world.
I found a fallen branch and it felt right to take some wood and sticks with us to make wands (and I think I may have a stang 😳). I collected water from the spring, even though it was not flowing and was a bit stagnant. I will not drink it, I will simply have it in my personal magical space for it’s healing properties. I sat beneath a tree and meditated, I hugged a tree, I sang songs and I put my hands on mama earth and thanked her (I do not know the Wakka Wakka word for earth goddess).
I would like to go to Glastonbury one day, I am convinced that the energy of places like this in Australia are comparable. Our witchcraft is in a league of it’s own because we honour the gods of our ancestors but we must also honour the ancestors and spirits of this land.
Thank you all and blessings 🙏💕