Monthly Archives: June 2013

Butterfly Dreaming.

Settling into yet another house sit, this one for just two weeks, and a little bit further from town than I usually prefer, but I am learning a lot about flexibility, and getting to feel into the energies of the earth in each place. The way I have lived for the last year and a half is not something I would ever have planned, it unfolded as I followed my intuitive senses, and there have been rich rewards along the way. If, like me, you thrive on variety, house sitting can be a wonderful way to satisfy this desire. I have moments when I get a bit sick of the moving from one place to another, but I also have trust that I will be guided when the time comes to settle down and put down roots.

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For that’s what is coming next for me, I long for my sanctuary, the place where I can retreat to when I need to refresh my batteries, the home that nourishes my body, mind and soul. It will also host gatherings large and small, I will get to cook wondrous feasts of magical food filled with love and joy, actually some of those feasts will probably be raw so in some cases I’ll be uncooking! I will be doing more of my healing work in that space, beautifully unstructured and largely channeled, working closely with the energies of the land that I am on. It’s a beautiful dream that has been pouring out of me ever since I looked after the fairy cottage, and it’s a dream that was reflected and confirmed for me in the reading that I had.

The vision becomes clearer and clearer, and I believe in it more and more, there will come a time for action but that is not now. Letting go of expectation I hold this dream in my heart even as I let it go, to fly like a brightly coloured butterfly into the field of quantum potential. In the process of manifestation there must always be, at some stage, this letting go, giving your intention to spirit………..to God, Goddess………Gaia, Mother Earth…………to life!

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To learn more about the power of intention listen to this video of Lynne McTaggart speaking about the large scale-intention experiments that she has been running, she is the author of a number of books, if you have a particular interest in the subject of intention then check out her book, ‘The Intention Experiment’.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kis5yMn1Azc

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Warming My Soul.

Air like ice is clear and precise, as it does it’s best to find a way into the warm nest that is me, layers of cloth, woolen scarf wrapping around throat, and boots taking care of the precious feet that connect me to the earth. Snuggling into warm blankets and hot water bottles, the softness of jumpers and brightly coloured beanies keeping the crown from losing life’s energy, the heat of the force of life. The challenge of getting up for a yoga class in the cold, cold morning, feeling the body’s heat rising as the asana wakes the inner radiator and turns it up to full!

blue-melon.com

blue-melon.com

Demeter is mourning her Persephone as the land loses colour, and everything is moving within, into the dark place of gestation, the place in which we may await the coming of the light. With mid-winter just past, the days begin to grow longer and longer, gradually, slowly moving towards the warmth of spring, but until then I shall follow my instinct to dive into my deepest self. That part of me yearns for connection with community, with other likely souls, there’s no need to go apart in order to dive within, my hermit more and more, a distant memory.

And so I activate my body with movement, finding many different ways to keep the fires burning within, so that the icy wind becomes my partner in the dance, providing me with a delicious contrast to the warmth that is me in my furry nest. This summer girl has learned to love the winter months, especially here in the hills where the cold is dry and the mists are haunting, the warmth of my community as good as the biggest roaring fire. My soul is aflame with the joy of a new life, a new dawn breaking over the remains of the old ways of doing and being, the only luggage that I will take on this journey will be filled with that which serves me.

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Ok, so I may still have some excess baggage, I’m a work in progress………..but the load is so much lighter these days, there are moments when I have to look down to make sure I’m not levitating!

Dark Reflections.

The Prince and the Princess were shocked and fascinated by the tale that their mother wove for them over the breakfast breads and fruits, they almost couldn’t believe her, but she had never lied to them before and this story was almost too strange not to be true! The Prince wanted to go into battle and prove his manhood with his sword skills, but it did not seem that such weapons would be much good against an opponent that had no body as far as they could tell. The Princess frowned as she tried to recall a story told her by one of her wise teachers, of an old magician who lived up in the hills and was renowned for his talents in bygone days.

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The Queen was so exhausted she decided to try and get some rest, while her children went riding off to find this man, to ask him if he could shed some light on this nightmare that was threatening the royal family. The Princess used a special crystal from the royal treasury to guide their journey, aligned with her intuition the stone managed to lead them straight to this man who was living all alone in a cave. He had heard the common folk speak well of their ruler, and so he was happy to be of service in this crisis, he had heard of this sort of thing happening before and had an inkling of what the cause might be.

The magician sat in the Queen’s bedroom and meditated for a very, very, long time, he was so still a mouse ran over his lap thinking him to be a statue rather than a man. When he stood up he had a fierce smile on his face, he asked for mirrors to be brought from all over the palace and placed all around the bed. That night the dark force came again to attack the Queen, and she woke as the darkness hit the mirrors, and some of them broke and there was a terrible loud noise as if it were storming inside the room. No one outside heard a thing but the magician had been keeping watch, and once again he was smiling with fierce joy.

The next day all the nobles stayed abed, it was as if a great plague had swept through their ranks, when they eventually emerged they all looked as if they had been run over by a wagon. One of the servants had disappeared from his bed, leaving a strange oily black ash behind, that the laundry woman despaired of ever washing out.

From this day forth the noble folk of the castle began to support the Queen in her modern ways, all their arrogance seemed to have been washed away and the kingdom became a much happier place than it had been. The Prince grew up to be a wise King and the Princess became a wise woman in her own right, the Magician went back to his cave satisfied with a job well done.

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You see the dark forces that array against us can be beaten back, if just once, just once, they can be shown the emptiness, that lies where their hearts ought to be!

The Dark Night.

‘Twas a dark night and the Queen lay sleeping in her regal bed, her only company the black cat who slept by her side, gently purring and keeping the royal person as snuggly as the most common of peasants. This was a Queen who loved to wander the markets and chat with her subjects, she discussed weave with the tailors, and the value of oil with the fish merchants. Her nobles thought her most eccentric, and were loath to follow her example of egalitarianism, the truth was they couldn’t even have spelt the word, they were not particularly bright!

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So Her Majesty spent a lot of her time with her son and daughter when she was not wandering the kingdom, the prince was a young man now and so she had to teach him all about ruling the land. The princess was younger and she was fascinated with the properties of herbs and the meanings of the stars up above, her mother allowed her to visit the wise women, to learn the ancient arts of healing and scrying.

So in spite of the nobles’ disdain, the royal family managed to be quite happy most of the time, and their subjects loved them to bits, and wished the nobles would crawl under a log and disappear. It seemed like nothing would ever change this picture until one night as the Queen lay sleeping peacefully in her bed, she was woken quite suddenly by a great force that battered at her body, mind and spirit. She went into shock, but even in that state she fought back as hard as she could, to keep out this dark force that tried to suck out her energy as if she were a glass of water and it a thirsty ghoul.

Somehow the Queen managed to survive the night, but the next morning she was pale and tired, with dark rings under her eyes. She would have preferred not to burden her precious children with her worries, but her aristocrats would most likely say she had gone mad and try to lock her away, so she had no choice but to tell them of the battle she had fought through the night.

To find out what the Prince and Princess had to say about all of this, and to find out what happens to the Queen, tune into my next post!

My Fortunate Life.

This blog charts some pretty steep ups and downs, whatever is expressing through me can change from one day to the next, today is no exception to that pattern. I had trouble finding something to talk about yesterday, I was tired and somewhat bereft of inspiration, today I’m still weary, but feeling inspired and confident about my vision of the future. That’s my own particular slice of the bit of time that comes next in this journey, the world may be going to hell in a handbasket, but I can see security, love, fulfillment of purpose, a simple life, and all the creature comforts in mine.

Does it perhaps sound a bit selfish, not really, I do the work of spirit, and will be doing so even more strongly as I put down my roots and for once in my life experience this task of mine with security and with companionship. I’ve chosen a really difficult path to travel down, and the time of harvest is at hand, even as we move into mid-winter here in the southern hemisphere. Good things are on the way, and all I have to do is keep following my intuition and to continue to grow and expand and enjoy my life.

Winter Harvest by Megan Morris, http://www.considerart.com/art.php?uid=197

Winter Harvest by Megan Morris, http://www.considerart.com/art.php?uid=197

How can you be so sure of all of this, I hear you ask, a very good question and one I am more than happy to answer. Today I went to have a reading for myself, something that I am usually offering rather than receiving, which makes for a nice change. What I heard was complete confirmation of everything that I have been visioning and that has come through for me as channeling, down to the last details pretty much! It was as if she knew me, the kind of person I am and what my needs are and what I am here on the planet to do, all of it was there and coming through a very pure channel, no ego there at all.

This is where readings really come into their own in my humble opinion, the best ones don’t tell you anything you don’t already know, especially if you are very intuitive. But if you have a strong sense about your life and it’s direction, then hearing all of that reflected back to you by a stranger who knows you not at all is very powerful.

Thank you spirit yet again for guiding me to what I most needed.

At last the time for harvest has come, I’m ready to celebrate with joy burnished bright, as the path winds its way from darkness to light.

Eat Everything In Sight!

The cold has really arrived and the danger that that brings is already playing havoc with my diet! Yes, it’s the eat everything in sight so that I will have plenty of fat on this fleshly vehicle and will be able to make it through the long hard winter months syndrome. What is it about the cold that does this to us, all year-long I resist eating bread and enjoy the wonderful state of health that comes from listening to my body, then all of a sudden it’s winter and all of my willpower is simply gone.

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I’m going to have to come up with a system for this, putting on weight for winter might be ok if I had lost it all again come summer but somehow it never seems to work like that. The first step is to start making my almond meal muffins again, I leave out the sweet ingredients and just make them plain so you can have them with soup or as little sandwiches. And I am sure there are other good alternatives that will assist me in keeping my wonderful figure as we go through these dark months.

But I keep thinking that the place to truly effect this change is inside my head, it’s my thoughts that have shifted in response to the changing season and so to get a different outcome I need to change the thoughts. Mmmmmmm this is going to take some reflection, I can feel a sense of unworthiness swirling around inside of me which is definitely a part of this whole thing. Time to dive into myself and see what I can find in this ever-moving journey of discovery, slowly evolving into a better version of who I am……………..

I will keep you posted on my progress, hopefully with tips on how you too can stay slim and warm for winter!

Action Speaks Loud.

Words and thoughts concerning compassionate action that are not put into practice are like beautiful flowers that are colourful but have no fragrance.

Thich Nhat Hanh.

If you are interested in manifesting new opportunities in your life the process of visioning is most important, as is the letting go of anything that might get in the way of that vision. But unless you take whatever the appropriate action is to carry that forward into your living experience, it remains a glimpse into the raw field of quantum potential.

Find  your practice, your method, and let your enthusiasm create a discipline that through repetition gives birth to new sensitivities and understandings. To truly go all the way with your method you must allow yourself to be seduced, this is when obsession becomes your ally, along with whatever symbols are significant for you in your journey. But at some point there needs to be a letting go or breaking down of your method or practice, remain rigid and you will begin to lose the insights and be doing it for its own sake. A bit like the self-sustaining beaurocracy that has forgotten that it is in service to the community, and is lost in the ego filled sea, or cloud of unknowing.

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So I am interested in manifesting my soulmate or partner, just by shifting my frequency I can begin to become an attractor, but if I stay at home no-one will see me. Of course the whole being an attractor is quite subtle, the thing is to be out enjoying one’s life, notice what is coming into your orbit and from this raw material allow the new beginning to manifest. I’m having lots of fun and lots of connections with nice men, and no pressure to do anything other than be myself in the process, feels very empowering.