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Trying On A New Face.

And the journey continues, I expand into new spaces both physical, emotional and spiritual, guided as ever by my inner voice, the High Priestess who has been whispering in my ear for so many years, indeed eons. She can put on whatever mask is required, depending on my current location on the map that I am following, not anything so precise as a GPS, more of an intuitive feeling that draws me to where I need to be next. The mask is not about deception or hiding my true nature, if I surrender to the new form it becomes transformation, a rebirth, it feels out of control and yet there is a part of me that knows every step of the way.

Don’t be afraid to step into the unknown, one of my teachers said to me a long time ago, in order to learn something new it’s necessary to step into a space where we do not know, feel the uncertainty of a place we have never inhabited before. You can choose to be scared and doubt yourself, or you can be excited and embrace the challenge of learning a new skill.

I am learning how to be a bad arse, hard-nosed, ruthless woman with a heart of gold and an auric field that spans the cosmos! Now that’s a learning curve with turbo charging, thank the Goddess I have Bad Queen as my tutor on this class, her coaching has already paid off. I’m not being bad or nasty, but I’m feeling sooooo confident about the worth of who I am, my gorgeousness and appeal, that anyone who sees it differently will be treated with respect, but not be very prominent in my view of the world.

The puppies are more work than I imagined but the joy they bring to my heart is absolutely worth any extra trouble, just another aspect of the changing worlds I keep stepping into, the more you do it the easier it becomes!

Enjoy this footage from Venice and its magnificent festival of masks!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Zb7AIw9S9E

The Earth and Me.

I keep trying to write this post and it forms in my mind when I go and do other things but when I sit down at the computer I cannot find the words to express what is doing it’s best to come through me today. It is the 21 December 2012 and I am feeling the strong energies that are moving on this day, they fill me with a mixture of excitement and foreboding.

I went and did some watering in the garden and found peace for a time in the splash of water on green, shafts of sunlight arching down through the canopy of leaves to create the most beautiful living tapestry. The garden where I am house sitting is a gorgeous jungle and because of it I am feeling much closer to the earth, I feel it’s thirst and long for the rain to come.

The possums in the roof also bring me closer to nature, there was one I had a nice chat to yesterday as I did my washing, it was trying to sleep and would probably have prefered me to be quiet but I am overwhelmed with love in the presence of animals and couldn’t help myself. In the past I have found animals easier to communicate with than people, they are so direct and you always know where you stand with them.

Possum

Tonight I will be going to a Solstice Celebration and so will be communing once again with the earth and with my community, that is the way that I am accustomed to making the connection , through ritual and ceremony. I can feel my ancient blood stirring at such times, the high priestess that I have been and will always be.

There is a huge shift occurring and in the end all I can do is trust that my preparation has readied me to do my part in the coming days. I feel a bit of anxiety and keep reminding myself of what St Germaine always used to say, that anxiety is excitement with a dash of doubt. The more that I can trust the less doubt there will be.

Solstice Blissings to you all.

PS: As well as knowing nothing about the plant kingdom I am also very ignorant about photography, I have never owned a camera. Otherwise I would be providing you with a gorgeous picture of the garden I am minding, when I finally organise my smart phone with its camera I promise many beautiful pictures to go with these ramblings which I hope you are enjoying. So much to look forward to!

Not my garden!

Not my garden!