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HOW DID I BECOME A SHAMANIC PRACTITIONER?

Mimi Young

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Many have asked me this question, or how did I choose to be involved with plant spirit medicine. As someone who has remained out of the public's eye, and has stayed quietly behind the Ceremonie brand, I am also beginning to become more visible, adding a distinct personal element to my work that didn't exist before. We learn so much from stories, including our own, and so I share it here:

It's has been a long journey that involves evolving through archetypes to develop an ever-increasing understanding of myself and the worlds (seen and unseen) around me. I come from a home where my mother is a devout evangelical Christian and my father, an equally devout atheist. The paradigm I was raised in was black and white - be it if it was rooted in science and the rational, or religious conditioning and tenets. Deep down, I had always connected with spirits and mysticism - my first friends, as a young child, were the great Cedar tree spirits - Grandma Tree and Grandpa Tree, as I had called them (and still do). I also spoke to fruits and vegetables (I even named a doll Celery). The rational world crept in, pressing me and I naturally lost touch with these allies for some time and became well versed and articulate in more widely-accepted world views. It can be easy to look back at those times as conforming, asleep, or a victim of patriarchy, but I also see those decades as preparatory, as many myths and archetypes that exist in Judeo-Christian were taken from older, pagan practices. In my own story, I simply learned them in chronologically reversed order, as many people today do.

After I gave birth to my first son, the Wild Woman stirred within. Some call her Lilith, some Kali, some gave her the generic name of Witch. I called her Jezebel. She frightened me. She asked all the right questions and didn't care that she didn't have a tidy answer. She was raw, brave, wildly intelligent, could smell lies from miles away, was fiercely loyal to her loved ones, and I was scared  to death to even entertain a cup of tea with her. I was secretly afraid that she would somehow seduce some sense into me and I would lose full control of who I am. I knew that she, as the Destroyer, would kill me. 

Simultaneously, my husband and I were wanting a second child, but had difficulty conceiving and keeping the pregnancies. The timing wasn't right.

The pangs for the shadow and unknown, like contractions, only became stronger. I began experiencing rapidly increasing manifestations of clair-olfaction (sometimes also known as clair sentience), the ability to smell things that aren't physically there, and then associating them with distinct messages from the spirit world. And it was a dark walk in the desert, for I had no teacher in the form of books or workshops. I searched for teachers who have this gift, but none came on my path. So I had no choice but to listen to Jezebel. She said spend time outdoors everyday. She said look for omens and symbols. She told me about Tarot, and I committed to learning the Tarot language, a visual tongue through which spirit allies can speak to me with clarity and precision. By then, we had stopped attending church, and were promptly ostracized for doing so. We kept two couple friends from that network of well over a hundred. They were the only ones who wanted to remain in our lives. (I later released this disappointment and remarkably, I am filled with so much love - even as I write this portion of my story). And so in many ways, certain things died within me - limiting, outworn beliefs, victimhood, the need to be perfect, and like a snake, I shed and emerged. I begun to understand that the Wild Woman is my greatest protector, advocator, and mother. 

Fast forward a bit and I became pregnant again. At week 15, I began hemorrhaging, which only stopped when I reclined in bed. The first day of the bleeding, I heard the doorbell ring. When I opened the door, no one was there, but when I looked up, a large Great Blue Heron flew across me and into the expansive sky. I knew that the baby would live, despite any complications. The midwife sent me for a few medical tests and science couldn't tell me why it was happening. The instruction was to remain in bed rest until the baby reached full term. 

I am a very active person, and to ask me to lie in bed for two days with the flu is a monumental task as it is. To be on bed rest for over 5 months was a demand that challenged me in a way that I had never experienced. The idea of being removed from the physical world was enormously difficult for a type A person like me to 'endure', though by week 2, I had sufficiently wrestled with this internally, that I finally said, "Oh, all right!!!! I'll start meditating, again." So meditating I began - longer and longer sessions each day. I would break them up with an online course on aromatics and skin (essential oils, plant extracts, and other natural compounds in the context of skincare), but I did meditate roughly for 5 hours a day on bed rest. It was an immensely productive and transformative use of time. I now see this as the Universe's gift to me.

One day, during a meditation, I traveled somewhere and met some talking creatures. They said some interesting and truthful things. When I came out of the trance, I knew that something remarkable had happened. I met ancient, powerful friends. I didn't yet possess the language, but I had journeyed to the Lower World and spoke with some spirit allies. It was my first shamanic experience, and though I tried, I didn't know how to return to that realm.

My second son, Kyo, was born in the spring of 2015. The name 'Kyo' means synergy. Back on my feet and enjoying mothering my newborn and 7 year old, I had banked so much energy while off my feet, that I had the momentum to create something that can be best summarized by the Ace of  Wands coupled with the Queen (Mother) of Pentacles. I created a toning oil to help rid water retention and toxins from being immobile for so long, and the moms around me noticed, and asked if they could buy bottles to use it as cellulite oil for themselves. And so Ceremonie was born (then called Trimaran Botanicals, renamed last year). I would begin working with essential oils and enter into a conscious trance and basically was channeling their energies and personalities, and coupled it with my own trained knowledge, began formulating. It was truly alchemical. In the certified aromatherapy world, blends are termed 'synergy'. It is wondrous how Kyo helped me birth this.

While this was happening, I asked the Universe, almost as a joke (because I didn't believe it would happen), for a shaman to show up in my life to teach me. I knew it was highly unrealistic to travel extensively to Peru with two babes (and a mortgage) in tow, so I had asked Jezebel to send  someone here in greater Vancouver where I live. And she did, one week later. My formal teacher was a female shamanic practitioner, named Leona De Lang Boom. She is a second generation modern shamanic practitioner. She began when she was 18 years old, and her mother still practises it. Their specialty is in past life work and have taught me how to work with psychopomps (a spirit/creature/angels that are travel companions to afterlife as well as former lives). What's absolutely incredible is when I met mine for the first time, I fell so in love with him. He's a red crown crane, and is adorable yet strong. I didn't know it at the time, but later learned that many psychopomps are cranes. 

Ceremonie began as a clean beauty label that is focused on shamanic skin and aura care. I make the products in ritual (a blend of trance work, shamanism, hedgewitch magick, crystal therapy and moon cycles). About a year ago, I also began offering Shamanic Beauty Sessions, which are shamanic readings in the context of beauty, as well as general shamanic readings. My greatest passion, though, are my conversations (online and offline) with my clients and other members in my tribe. This sisterhood of women (mostly women, but some men, as well), ignites me to never compromise on my deepest truth, to love myself with as much vigour as a Mother Wolf, and to see the incorruptible good in others (AND THEN TELL THEM!!!). In fact, later this week, I will be offering my first spirituality/plant spirit medicine workshop series at Nectar Juicery (a wellness hub here in Vancouver, Canada), titled 'Walking The Fragrant Path: Integrating Essential Oils with Crystals, Chakras, Mantras and More'. What a wild ride, this gift called life, stranger than fiction, and wondrously beautiful. 

 

A spirited Samhain to everyone,


Mimi Young
founder + plant spirit medicine practitioner

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CELEBRATING MABON, FALL EQUINOX STORIES + RITUAL

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It's been a while since I've been active on the blog, and how I have missed everyone! What better way than to resume than near Fall Equinox, a time of gratitude, reflection, and release.

 

There are many facets to the autumn story. Bounty and gratitude would likely be the most common, but the Demeter (Mother), Persephone (Maiden), Hecate (Crone) is one this autumnal ritual will be centred around. These three archetypes are aspects of the Great Goddess, and can be found in each of us.

The Guardians, a separate Druid-based story, involves three sacred trees that grow together, and act as protectors and preservers of our well-being (physical, psychic, energetic). In varying versions of the tale, the trees differ (including their interpretations), though the ones called upon today are Birch, Hawthorne, and Elder. These three guardians act as the sacred goddess trinity with Hawthorne as Mother, Birch as Maiden, and Elder as Crone.

The intention is to be mindful in recognizing the abundance this past year (from last Autumn), but also to be brutally honest with ourselves and name what we have lost (the connection to Demeter's loss) and give voice to that grief. Lastly, we give great honour to Crone, as wisdom and evolution always awaits regardless of the kind of experience we may have. In this way, we identify with the radically transformative potential of pain, and see the autumn and winter seasons as cycles that feed the greater wheel of life.

From your Ritual Tool Kit:

  • Hawthorne berries
  • Birch essential oil (Wintergreen will also do)
  • Elderflower cordial
  • Broken twig in a dish
  • Any one of these essential oils: rose, sage, peppercorn, cedar, fir, or basil
  • Carrier oil

*If three Guardian objects cannot be obtained, find any other object from three different trees.
 

Mabon Ritual:

  1. Light a candle and make space for your breath.

  2. Smudge yourself and altar (or sacred space). (As always, those with smoke sensitivities, our Sacred Smudge Mist is an effective alternative).

  3. Invite your spirit allies to join you.

  4. Say aloud your intention (what you wish to accomplish via this ritual).

  5. Place the dish with broken twig on altar. Without over-dwelling on your loss in this ritual, name the pain and visualize the broken twig representing it.

  6. Place the Hawthorne berries around the twig, followed by pouring some Elderflower cordial on the twig and berries, and ending with drops of Birch essential oil. Do this meditatively and with intention, acknowledging how one can gestate something very meaningful and precious, experience pain, and then surrendering control (a form of death), which in turn is what regenerates life.

  7. Visualize the type of regeneration that you seek, always giving room for your spirit allies to move you and support you. (Sway, dance, cry, sing, or whatever manifests!)

  8. The eight step, the step of completion and a closing of a perfect loop, involves belief that the regeneration/restoration will come. Winter may follow Autumn, but Spring always follows Winter. Anoint the top of your head with a dilution of the essential oil, speaking tenderly to yourself, "Spring follows Winter. I trust the creative Goddess within."

    End the ritual with a bow of gratitude to the spirits and send them away. Leave the dish on your altar for the remainder of the day and respectfully dispose the dish's contents in your compost bin / bury it in your garden the following day.

** An especially powerful day to perform this ritual is on Friday, September 22, this year's Fall Equinox.

 

Happy Equinox and stay free,
Mimi Young
founder + shamanic practitioner

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Terra Incognita – Unknown Land

Mimi Young

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Instalment two by Alena Walker shares a topic both personal and universal: individual identity defined through spiritual and physical travel. Here, the wordstress weaves imagination and the manifested, spirit and flesh, myth and certainty, human and diety, and concludes that all are facets of expression of the Unknown rather than polarized concepts. Adam Harteau's indescribable images inspire. 
-- Mimi xo
Shamanic Practitioner + founder of CEREMONIE


“I was first greeted by a dark, canine figure with glowing eyes and a pitchy voice. He neither claimed nor denied being your guardian, but he later morphed into a figure we all know - the great Anubis. He had said that you have an ability, and will always receive assistance to delve into the unknown.” I didn’t fully understand what this meant when Mimi relayed it to me after my Shamanic Reading, not in the way that I do now, on the eve of setting out into the world with one-way tickets. It is one thing to grasp the notion of the Unknown with reasoning alone – but it is quite another to feel the pulse of it in my veins and it’s weight in my body while I carry it in my bones.

I’m writing this the day before I set out on a journey that will be take me to Brazil, Peru, Chile, Argentina and onwards to New Zealand, where in-between I’m free to roam with my partner, a backpack and a tent as my companions. I’m putting emphasis on necessity and less on convenience. I’m searching for questions and I’m happy to learn the answers, but I’m not seeking absolute truths, only experiences that will allow me to grow avidly with the air beneath my wings.

I find myself asking – why do I travel? I’m not the first person nor am I the last, but what I’m cultivating on the precipice of this transition are the reasons why so I can root myself in intention.

It’s time to embrace a readiness to walk away from ideas or habits and in lieu of the old, I have room to grow and pursue a better version of myself. I consciously choose to experience life on the road, to pare back my possessions and to abandon routine in favor of new ones.

As Mimi had written in a previous post, “death of our egos, death to our agendas, death to our defaulted, desensitized selves.” I enter this period to connect with what matters, to grow deeper into myself and to set about pursuits that bring me the purest joy. I’m setting out to switch off and switch on, to relearn, rewild and retune.

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My Shamanic Reading reiterated what I should always remember – “identify romanticism and let it go.” We have forgotten to value mess as much as we value beauty. We’ve become so accustomed to seeking perfection in our lives that we seek it on our social media feeds, our relationships, our friendships and we cast unforgiving gazes over our own reflections. There is no searching and no discovery, no messiness and no humanity. We’ve entered a time of mass vanity and romanticism on a wider scale, from the advertising that lines our peripherals to the feeds of content that we filter through digital devices. I’m craving a different kind of expression – an honesty that is frank and open, and that doesn’t block out trial and error nor sift out the banal and difficult in favour of the refined. Discomfort, hardship and imperfection are aspects that need to be honored without dressings or decorations.

It begins with the Unknown. Starting with a spiritual consideration of what I hold close materially and saying goodbye to that which doesn’t serve me. The products we use on our bodies, the food we consume, conversations we have and surroundings we place ourselves in are all subject to our choosing. This is our prerogative.

What each country demands of me, I’ll try my best to provide it – in the achingly uncomfortable, tiring, inspiring, and invigorating circumstances that lie outside the control of my scheduling. I can’t plan in advance, I can only prepare. There’s a great knowing to be yielded from surrendering to the energy of unfamiliarity.

As borders are threatened and boundaries drawn fiercely in the face of Trump and Brexit, there has never been a greater time to look eye-to-eye and talk in new languages, to give myself to the subtleties of voices I don’t understand so that I can taste the words of foreign tongues.

 

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It’s a time to touch the earth with hands and feet and take deep, slow breaths.
It's a time to feel the wind on my flesh and be enveloped in the warm grasp of a new climate.
Lose touch with vanity however fleeting, so I can live in the physical and feel as one separated from the demands of appearance.
It’s time to sit at the water’s edge and dip in the current. It's time to allow my mind to empty in the crystal clear, where my thoughts are free to wander. The earth speak and my soul will listen.

We are wild beings and we are one.
Be bold. Be kind.
Stay free.
Touch the earth.
Meet and speak.

It is our birthright to be free in this way.
It’s time to sow the seeds of my nature.

 “What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - It's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” – Jack Kerouac

Terra Incognita is Latin for “unknown land” and while I was researching this phrase I came across the work of Adam Harteau who created a beautiful body of work comprising painting, drawing, collage, photography and mixed media inspired by his travels to Mexico, Central and South America. I think the discovery of Adam’s work - which is coincidentally inspired by the region that I’m setting out to explore– is a sign that is this exactly what I should be doing. Terra incognita, I come with opens arm.
 

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Words by Alena Walker, writer, fashion editor, and stylist born in rural Northern Ireland. A cultivator of local and international experiences, nature draws Alena close and allows her to tell stories through photography, paint, poetry, and prose. As a natural roamer and soulful artist, Alena describes her work as inviting consciousness and exceeding boundaries, "...where conscious consumption and environmental activism form the bedrock of my focus. I work only with ethical designers and I'm trying to make an impact on the world by creating consciously." 


For more information on plant spirit medicine, shamanic beauty and aura care, and all things shamanic, vibrational, and pagan, connect with us via Instagram or Facebook. Wishing all a vibrant, delightful, and flowing Lunar New Year, honouring the supreme New Moon.

 

 

 

 

 

THE WINTER ABYSS

Mimi Young

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This achingly beautiful winter piece, custom written by our UK-based guest contributor, Alena Walker (her bio at the end), functions as dream, prayer, and love song to our glorious Mother Earth. Paired with photographer Kate Bellm's tropical compositions that drip our internal, humid longings, the images provide luminous portrayals of what humanity yearns on Mothernight, the eve of the darkest day of each year, Yule (or Winter Solstice). Together, may we reflect, give thanks, cast spells, shamanically journey, dance and sing to Gaia, our Mother, Grave, and Womb. 
-- Mimi xo
Shamanic Practitioner + founder of CEREMONIE


In winter, the thickest feeling of stillness surrounds us. In a single moment we are struck by the abyss that unfurls on the horizon. The whole world is holding its breath. Lessons don’t come only in moments of fertile beauty, in the tingle of sunshine’s sweet kiss or with the adrenal prick of hairs that engulf our flesh when we stand on a cliff edge, faces borne against the wind.

Change comes in moments of solitude, when you bury yourself in the bosom of Mother Earth, relentless in the pursuit of no clear direction. Your every step squelches in the muddy underfoot that glues you to forest floor and ice chaps your lips, freezing your breath and numbing your core.

We drift like ice sheets as we walk under the treetops’ thinning veil, which falls like a tapestry, mottled and merciless to the blowing gales. Leaves may tumble from great heights, but on the ground they become a rolling blanket worn on the shoulders of earth’s frosted floor. Let the sky cry! Let the world overflow in its tears and strip as bare as the branches while you swim in the current.

In these moments we gain clarity and connection; our identity changes at the influx. This is our opportunity for recollection and balance. Only with the darkness can we appreciate the light and only then can we appreciate its beauty.

The finite gives birth to infinite worlds in the bloom and break of growth and rebirth. We are spirits carried by the wind, picked up as soil and seed and carried across the plains in search of ourselves. It’s a change that happened because we chose to move towards it.

When left to its own majesty, Mother Earth offers everything that we need.

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The darkness is cabin fever
And we get restless in the night
In this ever-stretching blackness
We swallow our sight

We brace the cold with brittle bones
We gather in the still
Release all that empties us
Sip what makes us full

We shed our skin like crumbled leaves
Spiked umbrellas to the sky
Winter is our secrecy
Seek with smoke-stung eyes

The trees are shaved to skeletons
Our bodies like cocoons
An endless offering of frequencies
Pared of all its bloom

Our breath bellows to the celestial
As we plead and redefine
We are great seeds buried in the brisk
With pockets full of moonshine

 

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Words by Alena Walker, writer, fashion editor, and stylist born in rural Northern Ireland. A cultivator of local and international experiences, nature draws Alena close and allows her to tell stories through photography, paint, poetry, and prose. As a natural roamer and soulful artist, Alena describes her work as inviting consciousness and exceeding boundaries, "...where conscious consumption and environmental activism form the bedrock of my focus. I work only with ethical designers and I'm trying to make an impact on the world by creating consciously." 


We will be offering another story from our guest contributor next month! For more information on plant spirit medicine, shamanic beauty and aura care, and all things shamanic, vibrational, and witchy, connect with us via Instagram or Facebook. Wishing all a joyful Yule filled with ritual, love, insight, and joy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

WINTER RITUALS + CELEBRATIONS

Mimi Young

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Yule may be the most magickal time of the year. The divine Crone rules the Earth and invites the people of the land to honour and appreciate the darkness of Winter and wildness, and to hold space for mystery and the transformations that will soon emerge in the Spring. In Shamanic cultures, the medicine woman/man may wear antlers to invoke the forest deities or the respective animal totem, insuring a season of abundance and peace for the upcoming year. In modern times, we may no longer belong to a coven or have a Shaman near us, but we can clear debris, set intentions, and manifest our dreams through private practice knowing when we tend to ourselves, we are also raising the collective vibration. 

We may have forgotten how to live with the Earth's natural ebb and flow of seasons, but we can consciously choose to quiet ourselves this winter season, dim the lights (physically and metaphorically), and hibernate. We can choose to live simpler, to choose a holiday season that may look less materially, but be far richer in all other measurements. We can spend time letting our gardens rest, sweep the dust that deludes us, and dare to give permission to wear the sense of uncontainable beauty that lives in us all. Can we be brave enough to create an inner monastery so we can finally face and learn from our demons? This is the season of Yule. It is the season of darkness that is brighter than any light we are familiar with. The way there is Death; death of our egos, death to our agendas, death to our defaulted, desensitized selves. We enter this sacred place of Mid Winter, by claiming the wild women and wild men, light workers, witches and Shamans that is our natural birth right. 

As a way to support your practice, CEREMONIE is now offering 20% OFF our entire shamanic skin + aura care collection until 27, 2017.  Enter promo code WINTERSOLSTICE. 

"Gather we as old year ends
together here with knowing friends
as the New Year passes by
open up our magic eyes.

Ancient mother of Midwinter,
watcher over life and death,
the one who rebirths the world,
be with us on this longest night!
See us through the dark hours
and stand with us
as dawn births the promise of new life.
So mote it be!" -- Susan Peznecker


Stay free,
Mimi Young
founder + shamanic practitioner

Please note that orders placed after December 5 will be fulfilled the week of January 2, 2017. 

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WHAT SAMHAIN (OCTOBER 31) MEANS TODAY

Mimi Young

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Samhain (pronounced as 'sow-in'), is originally a Gaelic pagan festival marking the end of the harvest season (summer) and beginning of the 'darker half' of the year (winter). It is traditionally celebrated from sunset on October 31, and is also known as the start of the new year for pagans. The veil between this physical reality and other realities are thinnest during Samhain. For this reason, witches, shamans, seers, prophets, medicine people, and the like conventionally seek to connect with ancestors, plant spirits, power animals, angels, and otherworldly beings. Though much of what is understood and practiced of this immensely spiritual and powerful season is lost to the masses (the reasons for this can be discussed in another blog post), I'd like to share a few points about Samhain that is still relevant for those who seek spiritual (and practical) meaning today.

1. The weeks leading up to October 31 is a prime time to discern what it is that you would like to have clarity on, resolve, or experience significant change. On the Samhain Sabbat, via shamanic or Wiccan ritual, prayer or even quiet visualization, set your intention. Invite your ancestors, angels, animal or plant totems to assist in manifesting the intention. Remember, magic is all about intention.

2. As a general Samhain practise, use this time to connect with your spirit allies. Say hello to them. Thank them for being with you. Use this opportunity to also say goodbye to energies and themes that no longer serve you. Commit to making choices that support your highest and best.

3. Samhain involves two key themes - to acknowledge and appreciate the year's work and abundance, and to allow what is necessary in the Earth and one's life to pass onto another form, traditionally symbolized as death (as the Death card in the Tarot tradition). To give oneself the permission to acknowledge death in one way or another is immensely empowering, nourishing, and liberating. Death is indispensable in the cycle of life. Rebirth is the natural outcome. As the saying goes, the Tomb becomes the Womb.

4. The Samhain Sabbat is when God is within the Goddess (the two are united) in the Underworld. Both archetypically romantic and neutralizing (as in the balancing of Yin and Yang), consider what you would like to give tenderness to or balancing in your life. To further the symbols of Crone and Hunter reigning together, what have you mastered or would like to master? 

5. Use this time to physically and spiritually clean your home and possessions. Declutter, smudge, chant, and anoint. Physical manifesting is optimized when thoughtful actions are consistently taken and physical space welcomes it. 

6. Honour your holy of holies - your gloriously beautiful body - your personal, sacred temple. Eat and drink gently, bathe in salts and herbs, apply healing facial and body oils, and speak tenderly to yourself no matter what, cast spells, and embark on shamanic journeys (or seek a shamanic practitioner who can do so for you). Start and end the pagan new year with the commitment of self-compassion. Let your highest vibration attract both the purest of deaths and most divine of rebirths.

So mote it be. 

Mimi xo
Founder

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SPIRIT GUIDES IN A BOTTLE

Mimi Young

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BEAUTY X SPIRIT GUIDES! We are so excited to announce something exclusive to our Ceremonie tribe for orders made this month of October. Ceremonie will be honouring #samhain - a time when we acknowledge the end of the harvest season and the inauguration of the darker half of the year. In earth-based spirituality, October 31 is also when the veil between this world and the spirit realms becomes the thinnest, making it both a pragmatically optimal time to invite loving spirit allies into your life and your life's work.

For all online orders made during the month of October, we will be making them to order by hand in shamanic ritual (in our usual Ceremonie fashion), and THEN ADDING ONE MORE MAGICAL ELEMENT - we will also be integrating pagan spellwork to divinely charge each and every bottle and jar of skin and aura care with one of your very own personal power animal / plant spirit guide. Bespoke shamanic beauty, indeed.

Om Shanti,

Mimi xo
Founder

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GIVING BACK

Mimi Young

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Just over a short 2 weeks ago, we announced our ritual-based beauty and aura care brand rename from Trimaran Botanicals to CEREMONIE. The response from our tribe was overwhelming and beyond my wildest dreams - this family of inspiring, light-filled and consciousness-expanding lovers, healers, dreamers, dancers, singers, writers, warriors, teachers, and friends keeps growing, and my work is ever more purposeful, exciting, and fulfilling. I am humbled and SO, SO, SO appreciative for all the love, and naturally, I wish to facilitate the flow of abundance back into the Gaia and the Universe.

After searching and contemplating for a mission that aligns with our vision to vibrate with and revere the natural world that birthed us, I am honoured to announce that CEREMONIE, retroactive to July 23, 2016 (when we had officially renamed to CEREMONIE), has committed to donate 5% of gross retail sales and 2% of gross wholesale sales to The Nature Conservancy of Canada, a division of The Nature Conservancy, a non-profiting world leader in land and water conservation.

There are countless of deserving charities and non-profits that are protecting, creating, distributing, advocating, and educating many legitimate causes. Choosing The Nature Conservancy of Canada is our way of thinking global and acting local. In this world of duality, the reality of depletion, hunger, and suffering seems insurmountable. Ceremonie does not profess that its contribution will solve these issues. Even with much larger businesses, foundations, and indivuals that have tirelessly and generously shared their resources, we are still seeing the need for restoration, equality, and universal respect of flora, fauna, elements, humans, and the vastness that exists beyond our planet. However, working vibrationally with intention, observation, and the great, mysterious Spirit, I maintain the belief that there is no such thing as goodness too small. Small is mighty. It is this same belief that has led Ceremonie to make the deliberate decision to partner only with small, independent businesses in addition to cherishing the relationships we have with our growing tribe of beloved direct consumers.

Thank you for supporting handmade.
Thank you for supporting plant-based.
Thank you for supporting Canadian-made and North American suppliers.
Thank you for supporting Earth, Air, Fire, Water.
Thank you for supporting intuition, ritual, intention, healing, compassion, joy and light, which is what non-denominational, earth-based spiritual work and shamanism is all about.
Thank you for supporting a passion that has become a purpose.
Thank you for supporting a different approach to beauty and business.
Thank you for supporting small.

Love and light,
Mimi xo
Founder

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A NEW BEGINNING

Mimi Young

When this brand first began, I was making it mainly for myself, family and friends. I named it Trimaran Botanicals at the time, after the main road in my neighbourhood out of sentimental convenience. A mere short, few months have passed. It humbles me that I now get orders from people I have never met from cities and countries I have never traveled to. From your feedback, you are drawn to the purity and efficacy of the formulations of the skin and spirit care products, and something else - the hard to place feeling of magic during and after you use them - what quantum science is starting to understand what earth-based ritual and shamanic practices have been offering to and transforming humanity for a long, long, long time. Trimaran it may have been, but now the spirits say it's time to make a bolder statement that relates to the essence of what and who this brand is... We are now called ✨ CEREMONIE✨. We will be celebrating this rite of passage next week. Be sure to join the mailing list tribe on shopceremonie.com, by being a part of our Instafam and Facebook.

Thank you for being part of this growing tribe. Thank you for every like, follow, loving comment, email, smile, embrace, purchase, word of mouth love, and all the other forms of good vibes.

Om Shanti Shanti,

Mimi

ON SOULMATES...

Mimi Young

soulmates

There is so much fuss on finding a life partner. (In America, there's even a multi-billion dollar industry that is misnamed as a "rite of passage" - aka weddings). Though we have come a long way in understanding and exploring the topic of relationships and relationship formats, I have found that in all circles - monogamous and otherwise - that there is this underlying expectation that someone can or is supposed to make us happier. Yes, we know what psychology and spirituality say: that happiness is found within and that we must never expect anybody (or anybodies) to fulfill the impossible feat of treating us like divinity all the time, nonetheless, we crave unconditional love. THOUGH WE DON'T DARE TO SAY IT, and rather, we find ways to distract us from the stark need through workshops, books, counseling, vacations, overtime hours, materialism, mantra work, and metaphysical healing modalities. As if it's unacceptable to admit that we have an insatiable appetite.

And it is in this burning cold, that I have come to explore this idea, which may be old for many, but it is certainly new for me. Beyond the idea of self love, could it be possible that we are our own highest and most intimate life partner? This is beyond the first and second generations of feminism and eastern faiths - I'm not saying that singleness is the way to enlightment. I'm proposing that despite the sort of defined or undefined relationship(s), what would it look like if we depart from the paradigm of soul mates and life partners as an entity external from ourselves, and take on a different convention - that we are our very own primary soul mate. Naked and alone we enter this world and naked and alone we will depart from it. How would we speak to ourselves, feed ourselves, dress ourselves, teach ourselves, and allow ourselves if we are our own life partner? Would we remind ourselves how special we are? How sexy? How intelligent? How utterly and perfectly imperfect? What would happen to that needy voice within? And the greedy one? How would we respond to light AND shadow? Would we spend the time to really get to know ourselves and woo her? Would we need to protect ourselves if we know that no one can truly harm us? Would our internal, eternal child smile from a sense of tender delight and peaceful security? What would the implications be en masse?

"Until I see another’s behavior with compassion, I have not understood it. This includes myself." -- David Richo

Love and light,
Mimi xo

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