Sage is a beautiful sacred herb traditionally used in ceremony and ritual, to cleanse the space, healing tools, as well as people. It is believed the smoke from sage clears negative energies, creating a sacred space and cleansing the body, mind and spirit. This practice is called ‘smudging’ and is often used often today to clear the energy of a new home or work space.
Just recently, I moved into a new house, and experienced first-hand just how powerful this sacred herb really is. Here’s my story of sage:
A couple of months ago we moved into a new house – a beautiful old farm house in a community in the Thora valley, NSW. At a guess, this house is perhaps 50 plus years old and has been ‘home’ to people from many walks of life – farmers, environmentalists, educators, therapists, healers, travellers… You name it, they’ve been here.
When we found the house and walked inside, we knew we were meant to be here. We moved in and started the unpacking process. Within a few days I started experiencing headaches and nausea – very subtle at first, but slowly increasing in intensity. I pushed through, using all the tools I could muster at the time – essential oils, crystals, vibrational essences.
Finally it hit me, it wasn’t me – it was the house. I’d been meaning to smudge the house when we first moved in, but forgot about it when I couldn’t locate my herbs.
I was picking up on the energy from the previous tenants. After chatting with some other members of the community I discovered there had some major health issues which resulted in migraines, dizziness, nausea and vomiting. The tenants struggled to maintain the house, they found it cold, empty and heavy (all reflecting their inner state).
I rummaged through my boxes until I found my sage and then created a clearing ceremony for our beautiful home. I called in the four directions, mother earth, father sky and the spirits of the land. I allowed the smoke of the sage to move into every corner of the rooms. I called in my own spirit helpers to guide the negative energies and spirits to where they needed to go.
When each room was cleansed, I sat with the house and asked for its permission to be here, to live here until it no longer felt right. I physically felt the house breathe a sigh of relief.
We are all made up of energy, including the places in which we live. If you are sensitive to energy you would have felt it too – perhaps when you walked into a room where an argument had just taken place, or some sad news has just been shared. We are very in-tune with the energy of others, but have lost touch with our environment and the very places we live.
After cleansing our house, my headaches, nausea and fatigue all lifted and left my body. The house felt light and welcoming. My children finally felt comfortable going into their bedrooms on their own, their disruptive behaviour settled and they started sleeping better.
It wasn’t just me – we were all picking up on the negative energies left in the house.
When I started smudging our house, I opened myself up to feel and hear the message that needed to be shared. What came through very strongly was a need for respect. This was an old house and by its weathered look, it hadn’t always been looked after. It felt the neglect from past tenants. It felt the cold, stale energy and lack of love.
This simple message changed something in me and the way I view a house, a home. I’ve always looked at houses as what they provide – shelter, protection, warmth, comfort. They protect us from the elements and keep the animals and insects out (well some of them do – not so much this old one).
But if you believe that everything is made up of energy, as I do, then wouldn’t our houses, our homes have a heart and soul too? Think of everything they’ve witnessed over their life-time – the conversations, the arguments, the tears and the laughter, the celebrations and milestones, the mundane routines. They are not just a building with four walls, they are a part of a family, a community.
If you’re like me, you may barely even acknowledge their existence. What if you looked at it as a close friend? Would you slam its doors? Would you walk all over it with muddy boots? Would you just turn up one day and say, ok you now belong to me?
Your house, your home – whether you built it yourself, or whether you’re the 48th resident, is a part of you. Everything is connected. Respect it. Nurture it. Ask it what it needs and pause to hear its response. When you can love and nurture your home, it will return this tenfold.
Sage (1): a sacred herb traditionally used in ceremony and ritual, to cleanse the space, tools and people.
Sage (2): person who holds deep wisdom, who listens to all of life and notices the connections and the contrasts.
Perhaps the healing properties of the herb, bring out the archetype of the sage?