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Namaste.

Sometimes you just have to have that bit of naughtiness, winter seems to bring that on for me, the season where I have to watch my weight. It can creep up on you, so better to keep track and get off the sugar or grain wagon and go back to being pure. What is it about the cold that makes me want to eat and eat! Putting on a layer of fat to get through the winter months I suppose but that’s hardly necessary, I am getting a bit trimmer these days but there is still plenty of padding to get me through the cold.

Time of Entertaining rolling into the second half of the journey, what will have happened to our cast list, many new and masculine energies coming in, going out, trusting the process………..  I am so much in my power and to be in partnership it needs be with one who can hold space for that in a life, not just in the classroom. Time to forget about the practice and to just do it, take what you think you know and go off and test it in the experiential realm.

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He is straight forward and our communication is honest and transparent, we like each other and don’t play games unless for fun and agreed upon! I am met in my fullness and inspired by his expanded and awakened masculine, even more of the woman I be is drawn out as the energies move between us in the eternal dance of Shiva and Shakti. We dance, we play, we sing, we tone, we have as much fun as we know how to with, as often as possible, healthy ingredients.

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This is my time here at the last, the end times………..transformational, inspiring…….loving even those who cannot love themselves, staying in my heart even as I set firm boundaries. Greetings my Beloved, your coming is divinely inspired and I am so grateful for your presence and your love.

Namaste

Namaste

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an ancient Sanskrit greeting still in everyday use in India and especially on the trail in the Nepal Himalaya. Translated roughly, it means “I bow to the God within you”, or “The Spirit within me salutes the Spirit in you” – a knowing that we are all made from the same One Divine Consciousness.
The more formal greeting Sanskrit Namascar pronounced NAH-mah-scar is also used in India, though less frequently in Nepal.   The Hindi “Jai Bhagwan” is also in common use, and carries the same meaning

The Father Weeps.

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Winter descends with a grip grown icy, and begins to weep and weep, mirroring my own deep sadness, gentle, but pervading my entire being, soft and spiraling down. Every new beginning contains the end of all manner of things, as I move through this transition with as much grace as I can muster, almost gliding along at times.

The death of a small animal that was mine to care for, the death of a dream that was never actually mine, the shifts and changes in relationship and the opening of new doorways. What seemed exciting the day before is hollowed out by nature’s sobbing, the deep relaxation found in the meditation at the end of my morning practice is still there inside me, a huge white space that holds the promise of freedom, yet feels cold.

This is not misery nor despair, it is not loss nor is it abandonment. The truth is that this is not completely mine, I take responsiblity for the emptiness for that is where I source my true power, ’tis where my fullness lies. But the sadness comes from another, a deep connection that does not want to be severed, it fears to embrace the glory of the fullness that was open to its seeking tendrils, yet neither can it let go. Attraction and repulsion playing an inner tug of war beneath the level of conscious awareness, am I perhaps going into madness, and yet my intuition is quite sure of what it knows.

From Oracle of the Dragonfae by Lucy Cavendish.

From Oracle of the Dragonfae by Lucy Cavendish.

Before I sat down to write I took a card from Lucy Cavendish’s Oracle of the Dragonfae, Gwynne and Elluish, which told me that my connection to nature is getting stronger and that my intuition is growing with it, and that I will be receiving messages from my own inner knowing that I can trust. So I tend to believe what is coming to me in the way of that knowledge and I break that deep connection with much love and great respect, there will always be love, after all, where could it go?

And as I do this the sadness begins to lift, leaving only the emptiness…………..pregnant with the dawn of a new day that is almost ready to peep over the horizon………..my inner smile grows……as Father Sky continues to weep and weep.

The Dark Spell Breaks.

The princess was disenchanted with love and so she turned her back upon the thronging mill of suitors and retired to her ivory tower for many years. There she studied strange and arcane matters with teachers from far off lands, she purified herself body and soul, and for hours she would meditate in utter stillness. The princess listened to the voice of her soul and communicated with faeries and angels, she talked to trees and to the birds perched on their branches.

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At long last she felt ready to enter the world again and the whole kingdom breathed a sigh of relief, she was the youngest and most beautiful child in the royal family, and all had missed her sorely. A ball and a banquet was held to welcome her back, and the noble men of the court competed with each other to escort her to this fine occasion. She cared for none of them, but was drawn to a stranger with dark eyes and hair, who exuded a magnetic charm that she could not resist.

He wove such a spell on her that she could think of nothing else for days, for months, he would visit her often and was charming at times, and at other times cold. All her knowledge and training did not prevent her falling under the spell of this dark magician, once again it seemed she was lost to her family and to her kingdom.

In her despair the princess turned to a wise woman who had been one of her teachers and asked her, “What shall I do mother dear, all my peace has fled and the great mysteries no longer hold out their promise to me?” The old woman told the princess to lie down and she took her on a soul journey through her mind and imagination, together they went to the dark citadel where the magician kept his treasures. They found the blue jewel that he had stolen from her being and restored it to its proper place in the power centre of her throat.

Upon waking from this trance the princess found that the spell had broken, and her thoughts were her own again, once again she could speak her truth and explore the great mysteries, enjoy the sunshine, and run in the snow. She decided in that moment that she would never again give her power away to another soul, that if it were her destiny to marry, it would only be to one who loved her for her strength and power, and who would always be content for her to be the great soul that she indeed was.

And she did indeed meet such a man, but that is a tale for another time………….

The Power Of Ingenuity!

In my latest house sit I’m having the experience of living off the grid, the slow combustion stove provides hot water, and the solar panels give me lights and power the washing machine. There is a generator that can charge up the batteries for the solar if needed, and which is also used to pump water up from the lower tanks to the header tank, from here the water comes into the house by gravity feed. I was a little bit daunted by all of this at first, I’ve been a city girl all my life and being practical doesn’t come naturally to me, but in the end it has turned out to be rather simple, even for me!

When we had those big storms back in January and thousands of homes lost power, phones and internet, in some cases for days, the people living in this house took a while to realise how bad the situation was. It’s a nice feeling not to be dependant on the system, and to know that being off the grid doesn’t have to mean living with less. This place has all the creature comforts, you can’t have anything with a heating element but the stove does a pretty good job of heating the house, especially in the upstairs bedroom where I’m sleeping, as of course, hot air rises. And if you really need it there is a dryer which can be used in conjunction with the generator.

There are many different ways of being off the grid, here I have all the comforts, and I’m only 12 minutes away from town where I can access pretty much all that I need. The following video shows a much more isolated place, where people are living off the grid in all sorts of diverse ways, some extremely basic, while others are living in luxury. Just goes to show, there are as many different ways to live as there are people!

The island called Lasqueti, is home to
400 people, less than an hour away from
Vancouver.

It’s so secluded there’s no electricity,
there are no paved roads and in many cases,
no plumbing.

How do 400 modern Canadians make do off
the grid – year round?

Have a look!

Video: (14:21)

http://www.nextworldtv.com/page/22120.html

Becoming The Queen!

I talk a lot about stepping into my power, and one of the symbols for that process which is frequently before me in the readings I do for others, is the Queen. As I channel information through for clients, I often see reflections in my own life. I did a reading just recently for a very beautiful woman who was wanting to know about a relationship, she got three queens and what they were telling her was that she needed to focus on her spiritual path. The path of the heart, but not some romantic notion of that, it was all about her becoming empowered. The relationship was a good lesson for her, but ultimately it was not supporting her to be all that she can be.

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I’m not in a relationship, but I’ve been feeling an attraction for the first time in almost a decade, and it’s been quite a journey! Of course all my old patterns in relationship have been well and truly triggered, and there’s been the opportunity to clear enormous amounts of my excess baggage. It’s been a blessing even when I’ve been in tears, not because anyone is behaving badly, (for the most part), but because my ‘reactions’ have come out of my old programming, and this is providing a golden opportunity to clear the past out of my cellular structure.

The more that  I clear away the old negative patterning the lighter I become, and the more I can move into embodying my larger self, the one that carries herself with a royal air, at the same time she emanates compassion and love for all things, especially her smaller ego self. And this Queen will settle for nothing less than a King at her side, a relationship of equals who support each other in fulfilling the tasks they have come on to the planet to undertake.

On Marriage Kahlil Gibran

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore. You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days. Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God. But let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.

And just for a bit of fun check out another kind of Queen: Freddie Mercury!

Where Did I Go?

I had a really great experience of the true meaning of yoga in my class today, probably the most powerful shift of consciousness I’ve encountered in such a setting. My inner gaze was even more focused than usual and that’s saying something, being on the first day of my moon cycle probably lent more power too. I did a women’s sweatlodge once when a lot of the women were close to their moon time and we were on fire it was so hot in there!

Pigeon Pose.

Pigeon Pose.

I lost all sense of time and the two hours of the class seemed to disappear into the moment of NOW, and NOW……….and NOW.  Towards the end we spent a long time in pigeon pose which opens up the hips, I was really riding the edge of my capacity and it kept me in full presence for every moment as I opened……..and opened. I lay in savasana where you lie on your back with your whole body relaxed and let go, and as I did that I felt a wave of grief and loss move through me. The waves kept coming as I continued to release and release, it was a beautiful space to be in, in that moment I was not holding on to anything, such freedom!

Savasana.

Savasana.

So I thought that was it, that was the shift, but stuff was continuing to move underneath, and I started to feel a bit strange talking to my teacher at the end of the class. I became a bit scattered and felt awkward and as I left I began to realise that the shift was actually still occurring. In the rainforest with my bare feet walking the earth I finally worked it out. Along with the grief and loss there was a layer of deep mistrust of the masculine moving through me, and that feeling was reacting to my male teacher as it moved on through.

You may have already guessed that this has something to do with my father, I will talk more about him at another time but let me say that losing your dad at a young age is always going to be tough for a daughter. Losing him to suicide makes it even more intense and it has been a life long journey for me to work through all the feelings around it, it was 33 years ago and still there are deep feelings coming up for release.

You don’t really get over events like that, you adjust to a different world, and in time you may even be able to see the blessings that came with the trauma, I know that I do……….thanks Dad………I will always love you.

The End is Nigh!

The flow of love, it is a river that can cross all barriers, seep into and melt the toughest armour, it is the energy that holds together all things for all time. I feel that water course running through my life just as my blood moves through my veins, always coming back to the heart, the source of our true power.

There are many ways of connecting in to that vital force, movement, stillness, music, poetry, for some it may be merging with the earth as they walk in the bush or tend their gardens. However you find that space inside of yourself, it is something that I believe is so necessary to the human spirit, that many of us are slowly but surely dying inside for lack of it.

The sacred is everywhere, it is not so much about where you look, it is more to do with the way you are seeing and perceiving.

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.”  ―    William Blake,    The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

We are living in what Jean Houston describes as end times, it is the end of an age and the beginning of something new. It can be incredibly harrowing, but it is also very exciting, we have the opportunity to create a new mythology, a new story for humanity and our role on this planet.

There does need to be change on a massive scale, but don’t be daunted by the scope of the challenge, changing your own consciousness feeds into the field that we are all a part of, the smallest shift can resonate through the world and bring on the outcomes we desire. Every journey starts with a single step………….

“To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.”
―    William Blake,    Auguries of Innocence

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Powerless.

The deluge of rain began to lash and the wind howled like a werewolf worshiping the full moon. It got worse and worse at the film society where I spent the afternoon and evening and by the time I got home the power was off. It did come back on after about 10 minutes but when I got up in the morning it was off, and my sunday market was cancelled, no power at the hall and too dangerous for people to be out on the roads.

I was on the most amazing high all day sunday and part of the next day, the storm that was ripping through my town was reflecting the huge shift that was happening inside me. More details of that story to follow in future posts, but suffice to say that I have come back to myself, the change in me is huge and my mother reflected it to me when she said, “I feel like I’ve got you back as you once were as a child.”

Last night was another big release, I feel a little worn out today but I know that I am moving in a direction that will support me in doing the spiritual task that I am here to do. When it’s time for the caterpillar to come out of the cocoon there is a struggle, but without that struggle the butterfly’s wings will never develop and it will never be able to fly.

There is more to shed, I can feel it inside me close to the surface, ready to leave me so that my wings can spread out and so I can take flight. This is what the snake that came to me at the Solstice was telling me, that my transformation was almost upon me. I don’t know exactly what any of this will look like, but that it will be full of wonder and joy, of that I am certain.

I’ve broken my perfect record of a post every day but somehow that doesn’t seem to matter very much, the time without the usual distractions has been well spent. This period of being without electrical power has been an opportunity to tap into my personal power and even as I feel tears brimming at the edge of my being, I know that it will be joy that will follow their release.

Power comes from within us, from a source we all have access to no matter our situation, and now that I can truly say to myself, “I love you”, I have power beyond my wildest imaginings.

Butterfly in flight.

Butterfly in flight.