April is here—and so is she
The spirit of the cannabis plant. That wise, whispering feminine presence. The one who stirs, soothes, and sometimes surprises us with her playful way of guiding us back to ourselves.
As we lead up to 4/20, I’ll be sharing a series of reflections, rituals, and gentle invitations to connect more deeply with cannabis—not just as a product, but as a sacred plant ally. Together, we’ll explore her history, her healing gifts, and her soulful spark.
This is about slowing down.
Tuning in.
Letting the plant speak—and letting ourselves truly listen.
Whether you’re lighting up, settling into stillness, or simply feeling curious—come with me. Let this be a month of mindful presence, softening, and remembering the deeper magic that’s always been here.
With a Wink from the Feminine & the Spirit of the Plant
It all started the way magic often does—quietly, in the in-between. Just before an ecstatic dance session, where the room hummed with that delicious edge of anticipation. Bodies already swaying, hearts loosened by the music, that subtle spark of something sacred in the air.
We were barefoot, grounded, catching up in the glow of the moment—when my dear friend leaned in with a curious smile and said:
“Someone recently told me the cannabis plant spirit is a trickster… like, mischievous?”
I paused. And something deep inside me sparked.
Because yes—on some level, I already knew. I’ve felt it. That playful pull, that sudden shift in perspective, that mysterious nudge to pay attention. But I had never quite put words to it.
And the more I sat with it, the more it made sense.
The cannabis spirit isn’t just a healer—she’s a shape-shifter. A disruptor. A feminine force with depth and duality. She’ll wrap you in softness and challenge your illusions. And I’ve never seen that as a bad thing. Not once.
This is where mindful use, intentional practice, and ritual come in. Because when you meet her with reverence, you begin to work with her energy in a way that feels rooted and aligned. She’s not here to throw you off course—she’s here to remind you where your true path lies.
I also gently reminded my friend: the cannabis plant we’re talking about? She’s the female plant—the one who bears the flower, the medicine, the magic. She’s the one we smoke, sip, tincture, and turn to. And isn’t it just a little telling that this powerful, healing, feminine presence is the one that’s gotten the bad reputation?
Mischief, Mystery & the Feminine: Meeting the Spirit of Cannabis
That moment cracked something open.
Because cannabis doesn’t just soothe.
She stirs.
She awakens.
She invites you to feel more, sense more, question more.
She brings the body online in a way that says,
“You’ve been living in your head too long.”
Or, if you’re lucky—or ready—she might whisper,
“It’s time to expand your way of thinking.”
Because that’s her gift. She doesn’t just relax your muscles—she reclaims your attention. She drops you into the hips, into the breath, into the now—where your wisdom lives. Where your truth can’t hide behind productivity or perfectionism.
Sometimes it’s a gentle nudge. Other times, it’s a cosmic smack.
Either way, her medicine is clear:
Be here. Feel this. Stretch your perspective.
And like the feminine herself, cannabis has long been misunderstood.
Feared when too wild.
Silenced when too wise.
Controlled when too free.
Sound familiar?
This plant isn’t just part of your wellness routine—
She’s a quiet companion in your healing.
The whisper in your meditation that says, “You don’t need to hold that anymore.”
The laugh that bubbles up mid-pose.
The tear that rises unexpectedly in Savasana.
The clarity that arrives like sunlight after a long, deep exhale.
She doesn’t force the breakthrough—she creates space for it.
She holds your hand as you soften.
She reminds you:
Your body knows. Your breath knows. You already know.
Cannabis in Ancient Ritual: A Sacred History
Long before it was outlawed, misunderstood, or turned into a product, cannabis was revered.
From Asia to Africa, and across the Middle East and beyond, this plant was used in sacred rituals, healing ceremonies, and spiritual practices—not as an escape, but as a portal.
- In ancient China, cannabis was known as “má” and used both medicinally and spiritually by Taoist shamans to access visionary states.
- In India, cannabis is connected to Shiva and consumed as bhang during spiritual festivals.
- In Scythian and Middle Eastern burial practices, cannabis resin has been found in incense burners to aid the soul’s journey.
- Across Africa, traditional medicine people worked with cannabis to open hearts, deepen intuition, and invoke sacred vision.
These traditions didn’t see cannabis as something to numb—but as something to awaken.
It was a sacred tool. A bridge between realms. A feminine force offering vision, healing, and connection—when met with respect and intention.
One Breath, One Pose: A Yin Yoga Ritual
Theme: Mindful Presence + Deep Release
Strain to Try: SPCY Canna Black Maple
Indica-dominant – calming, body-melting, ideal for long holds
Let Black Maple be your herbal permission slip to surrender. This richly grounding flower supports the nervous system in softening, allowing you to meet sensation slowly—just as Yin Yoga invites us to do.
Practice Focus:
TCM Element + Meridians: Liver & Gallbladder
Spring is about renewal and release. The liver and gallbladder help us detox emotionally and physically—letting go of what no longer serves.
Poses to Melt Into:
- Butterfly – softens hips and groin
- Dragonfly – opens inner thighs and stimulates liver lines
- Reclined Twist – detoxifies spine and internal organs
- Supported Fish – opens chest and heart
Hold each pose for 3–5 minutes. Use props generously. Invite ease.
Breathwork:
- Extended Exhales: Inhale for 4, exhale for 6
- Box Breathing: Inhale 4, hold 4, exhale 4, hold 4
These practices support deep rest and regulation.
Intention Setting:
“I soften, I release, I return home to myself.”
Use this like a mantra—especially during transitions or when resistance arises.
Let the stillness speak.
Let the trickster guide you inward.
Closing Thoughts
Cannabis is not just a product.
She is a presence. A mirror. A muse. A medicine.
When we meet her with reverence, she meets us with revelation. She might drop insight in your lap mid-breath. She might bring a wave of emotion you didn’t see coming. That’s her magic. Mischievous, loving, wise.
So this week, let your practice be an offering.
Let your breath be a prayer.
And let your mat be your medicine.
One breath. One pose. One truth at a time.
Stay Elevated
