Plans are changing with massive rapidity as of late...!
First I'm going to do a healing on a co-worker. Then I'm not.
A friend cancels her plans, so I make new ones with another. Then the original plan comes back into place as said friend uncancels herself.
A trip in early September looked to be derailed due to "circumstances beyond control." I'm still taking said trip, however, but the Universe will be setting the agenda.
It wasn't terribly long ago that I was advised that I would have to release attachment.
I've had the suspicion this week that I'm being tested on how well I've become in this releasing.
Testing my flexibility, and capacities for improvisation.
So far, I think I'm doing a lovely job of allowing Grace to lead the way... :-)
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
notes from the First Harvest
Well!
For the second phase of my intensive, Kuan Yin stepped aside and guided me to the "power trinity" of Durga, Shakti, and Kali! All of these Hindu Goddesses are Very Powerful, so I knew I wasn't going to be messing around! (lol)
I was also lent a very power*full CD called Crystal Bowls of Tibet, composed by Jacob Hans & Richard Jelusich. This will move mountains for you if you're ready for it! And I needed a little mountain moving...
Suffice to say that for the first part of this intensive, I felt Durga at my head, filling me with courage & strength, as warrior Goddesses can do so well. Shaki, the Creatrix of the Universe, was at my feet, managing the energies flowing through me. Kali, the great "Dark Mother" of Creation & Destruction, straddled me, occasionally plunging Her hands into my chest. At length, I drew out a small creature with many legs, a sharp hook at the end of each leg, and destroyed it myself.
The second part of the intensive was to re-balance my body and fill the vacuum that had been created by the removal of the Shadow-Matrix. I found the balancing point as the moon finished its journey from waning to new, and entered Lammas ready to seal the deal, as it were.
Suffice to say the deal has been sealed. Powerfully.
I have shed my foreboding & dread as the snake sheds her skin. :-)
To cap it all of, on the night of the anniversary of my father's death, I played Astarius' Reiki Temple Chants. Um, can we say another mountain mover & a perfect bookend to the process?
Through all of this, I am becoming more & more sensitive to feeling energy flowing through my hands & body. My hands have actually begun twitching & shaking when a healing frequency moves through them! I have begun to "tap" with my hands; looks like another avenue opening up to research a bit! (as if I don't have several other modalities on my plate already!) ;-)
I am currently resting a bit before the Next Event: the opening of the Triple-8 gate on the earth-plane (8/8/08). This may very well be a doozy in the best sense...!
For the second phase of my intensive, Kuan Yin stepped aside and guided me to the "power trinity" of Durga, Shakti, and Kali! All of these Hindu Goddesses are Very Powerful, so I knew I wasn't going to be messing around! (lol)
I was also lent a very power*full CD called Crystal Bowls of Tibet, composed by Jacob Hans & Richard Jelusich. This will move mountains for you if you're ready for it! And I needed a little mountain moving...
Suffice to say that for the first part of this intensive, I felt Durga at my head, filling me with courage & strength, as warrior Goddesses can do so well. Shaki, the Creatrix of the Universe, was at my feet, managing the energies flowing through me. Kali, the great "Dark Mother" of Creation & Destruction, straddled me, occasionally plunging Her hands into my chest. At length, I drew out a small creature with many legs, a sharp hook at the end of each leg, and destroyed it myself.
The second part of the intensive was to re-balance my body and fill the vacuum that had been created by the removal of the Shadow-Matrix. I found the balancing point as the moon finished its journey from waning to new, and entered Lammas ready to seal the deal, as it were.
Suffice to say the deal has been sealed. Powerfully.
I have shed my foreboding & dread as the snake sheds her skin. :-)
To cap it all of, on the night of the anniversary of my father's death, I played Astarius' Reiki Temple Chants. Um, can we say another mountain mover & a perfect bookend to the process?
Through all of this, I am becoming more & more sensitive to feeling energy flowing through my hands & body. My hands have actually begun twitching & shaking when a healing frequency moves through them! I have begun to "tap" with my hands; looks like another avenue opening up to research a bit! (as if I don't have several other modalities on my plate already!) ;-)
I am currently resting a bit before the Next Event: the opening of the Triple-8 gate on the earth-plane (8/8/08). This may very well be a doozy in the best sense...!
Friday, August 1, 2008
~eye of the storm~
On this Lammas day,
I seem to have been given a breather by the Universe,
between bouts of intense shape-shifting.
So it's entirely possible
now that my new schedule has taken effect
that I'll spend all day in my pajamas.
Or maybe not.
May your harvest be bounty*full and beyond your wildest dreams this season.
(And if you're in the Southern hemisphere while reading this...may you have the courage to dream bodaciously as you select which seeds to plant this year.) ;-)
I seem to have been given a breather by the Universe,
between bouts of intense shape-shifting.
So it's entirely possible
now that my new schedule has taken effect
that I'll spend all day in my pajamas.
Or maybe not.
May your harvest be bounty*full and beyond your wildest dreams this season.
(And if you're in the Southern hemisphere while reading this...may you have the courage to dream bodaciously as you select which seeds to plant this year.) ;-)
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
*Butterfly Sonata No. 1*
One of the most ordinary activities in the Universe, getting the mail.
I'm walking back, a few magazines and letters in my hand.
I notice a white butterfly flitting among the foliage in front of me.
I smile, and I turn on the path.
Then the white butterfly flits directly across my field of vision, darting ahead of me.
I follow it around the corner, and see...
Orange Monarch-type butterflies, at least four, maybe six, perhaps even eight.
They launch nearly as one, stimulated by the white butterfly passing by.
And then they dance in the air, complicated maneuvers around the hanging plants.
Now and again they pair off, spiraling madly through the air at "breakneck" speed.
(that is, if they had necks to break) ;-)
Courtship dances? Territorial dances? I don't know, but it's almost impossible to follow their intricate passes completely, as they bank and dive and swirl - with nary a collision!
Time stops.
I drink in the sight of these butterflies, with my eyes, with my heart, with my soul.
Wings of Satsuma-tangerine orange, of sunset orange, beating beneath a deep blue sky, beating among the green of hanging plants...with the most brilliant purple flowers I've seen in a while.
These flowers: light lavender petals surrounding indigo centers, from which tiny yellow stalks arise in clusters. They take my breath away when I notice them, until I remember to breathe again.
The butterflies flit about this slice of perfection, now rapidly, now slowly, but always in motion.
Behind me, I hear a hummingbird's twitter, a crow's caw.
A junebug drones his way through the tableau. I know it's my grandfather, just as I know my grandmother is one of the butterfly dancers. These humble insects are their respective totems.
At last, the butterflies seem to have restored harmony among themselves. Their flights become smaller, soon to return to sacred stillness.
I bow to them and resume my journey homeward, grateful beyond words for this gift of Beauty*full Grace.
I'm walking back, a few magazines and letters in my hand.
I notice a white butterfly flitting among the foliage in front of me.
I smile, and I turn on the path.
Then the white butterfly flits directly across my field of vision, darting ahead of me.
I follow it around the corner, and see...
Orange Monarch-type butterflies, at least four, maybe six, perhaps even eight.
They launch nearly as one, stimulated by the white butterfly passing by.
And then they dance in the air, complicated maneuvers around the hanging plants.
Now and again they pair off, spiraling madly through the air at "breakneck" speed.
(that is, if they had necks to break) ;-)
Courtship dances? Territorial dances? I don't know, but it's almost impossible to follow their intricate passes completely, as they bank and dive and swirl - with nary a collision!
Time stops.
I drink in the sight of these butterflies, with my eyes, with my heart, with my soul.
Wings of Satsuma-tangerine orange, of sunset orange, beating beneath a deep blue sky, beating among the green of hanging plants...with the most brilliant purple flowers I've seen in a while.
These flowers: light lavender petals surrounding indigo centers, from which tiny yellow stalks arise in clusters. They take my breath away when I notice them, until I remember to breathe again.
The butterflies flit about this slice of perfection, now rapidly, now slowly, but always in motion.
Behind me, I hear a hummingbird's twitter, a crow's caw.
A junebug drones his way through the tableau. I know it's my grandfather, just as I know my grandmother is one of the butterfly dancers. These humble insects are their respective totems.
At last, the butterflies seem to have restored harmony among themselves. Their flights become smaller, soon to return to sacred stillness.
I bow to them and resume my journey homeward, grateful beyond words for this gift of Beauty*full Grace.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
~and journeying~
So it begins, this alchemical transmuting of the heart center.
I find myself tip-toeing inward, ever so slowly, along the spiral path.
I have beheld what lies at the center of this spiral, and though I was stunned, I must say I was not entirely surprised...
I beheld a portion of the Shadow-Matrix in my heart center, and know myself to be a horcrux! along with countless others in this agreement we call Western Civilization!
(For those of you scratching your heads and wondering what a horcrux is, I refer you to the Harry Potter books. Without giving away any juicy bits, it is an object that has a portion of the wielder's soul embedded in it, for protection. And if you haven't read the books, what on earth are you waiting for? Hie thee posthaste to your nearest open-minded library! You ought to be finished with them by the time I finally post again!) ;-)
Preparations started gently at the new moon...a mudra here, a mantra there. Tonight, at the first quarter moon, I ramp it up just a notch. Come the full moon, I will immerse myself more fully, and at the last quarter moon, dive deeply into the second phase of my intensive. I will arrive at the pivotal point of this process right around August 3rd - which happens to be the anniversary of my father's death.
On that day, I always feel significant energies surrounding me, heightened by the fact that it falls two days after the official celebration of Lammas: the celebration of the First Harvest, and also the traditional date of the sacrifice of the Sacred King/Sun Lord. Initially, the energies would all but overwhelm me in grief; within the last few years, though, I've been able to use those energies to work some dynamic transformations within my*self. This date looks to be just as juicy as previous years, if not more so!
Afterwards, I shall be co-creating with my friend P. as the "triple-8 gate" (the date of 08/08/08) opens up on the earth-plane. Perhaps there will be an initiatory experience - who knows? And then, finally, I should be able to get back on track with my "official" priestessing!
Whatever will be will be.
I shall allow the future to take care of itself.
Let me refocus on the NOW, and surrender to the journey as it unfolds along the spiral path...
I find myself tip-toeing inward, ever so slowly, along the spiral path.
I have beheld what lies at the center of this spiral, and though I was stunned, I must say I was not entirely surprised...
I beheld a portion of the Shadow-Matrix in my heart center, and know myself to be a horcrux! along with countless others in this agreement we call Western Civilization!
(For those of you scratching your heads and wondering what a horcrux is, I refer you to the Harry Potter books. Without giving away any juicy bits, it is an object that has a portion of the wielder's soul embedded in it, for protection. And if you haven't read the books, what on earth are you waiting for? Hie thee posthaste to your nearest open-minded library! You ought to be finished with them by the time I finally post again!) ;-)
Preparations started gently at the new moon...a mudra here, a mantra there. Tonight, at the first quarter moon, I ramp it up just a notch. Come the full moon, I will immerse myself more fully, and at the last quarter moon, dive deeply into the second phase of my intensive. I will arrive at the pivotal point of this process right around August 3rd - which happens to be the anniversary of my father's death.
On that day, I always feel significant energies surrounding me, heightened by the fact that it falls two days after the official celebration of Lammas: the celebration of the First Harvest, and also the traditional date of the sacrifice of the Sacred King/Sun Lord. Initially, the energies would all but overwhelm me in grief; within the last few years, though, I've been able to use those energies to work some dynamic transformations within my*self. This date looks to be just as juicy as previous years, if not more so!
Afterwards, I shall be co-creating with my friend P. as the "triple-8 gate" (the date of 08/08/08) opens up on the earth-plane. Perhaps there will be an initiatory experience - who knows? And then, finally, I should be able to get back on track with my "official" priestessing!
Whatever will be will be.
I shall allow the future to take care of itself.
Let me refocus on the NOW, and surrender to the journey as it unfolds along the spiral path...
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