Posts Tagged ‘Earth Healing’

Comment Bump Up from a Bradley Loves Piece

Jean Haines reposted an interesting Bradley Loves piece, some of which I agree with, and as usual, much of which I find too black or white and simplistic. IMHO, his discussion of frequency manipulation is right on, but his solutions quite limited and even prone to backfire. You can read the original piece by clicking the above link, but I am most interested in sharing here the following comment on Jean’s blog, along with my reply. In all of this, I keep thinking of the Faery Rule, “Respect, Not Control.”

lecox:

I understand that Bradley means well, but when I get to the end, what messages come through? One: Ancient Knowledge makes the psychopaths very powerful. Two: Quit your job and find a new one, or you are part of the problem.
And I don’t agree with either of these assertions.
“Ancient Knowledge” consists mostly of various ways to make slaves. I don’t consider it very powerful because, for some reason, people continue to want to be free. This “freedom knowledge” also exists, but Bradley doesn’t talk much about it. With this knowledge you can learn to live ethically and possibly hold onto your job, until you reach a point where sustaining your own biology doesn’t take that much effort any more.
You are part of the problem if you are part of the problem, employed or unemployed, rich or poor. You are probably part of the problem to the extent that you are a willing, unknowing, slave. And again, the answer is what I might call freedom knowledge and the spiritual technology that goes with it.
I’d like to meet the person who has managed to think himself free. If you could do that, you probably would have done it already. If you can’t do that, you’re still here. That’s why there is new knowledge to be learned, and new technologies that go with it. We can continue to dream of freedom, but make no real reach for it. I think we should continue to dream while reaching for knowledge and technologies that can make those dreams come true.

Laura Bruno:

Yes! The type of Ancient knowledge the cabal, et. al. use is a perversion of Ancient Wisdom, and on top of that, newer techniques arise all the time for side stepping the control mechanisms. I, for one, am always pleased when I encounter someone awake and aware working from the inside to alter the system through their own energy frequency and interactions with those in obvious positions of power. Shifting the behemoth from the inside out has as much value as removing oneself from that system.

Also, while I agree that the ley lines have been used against humanity, there are natural energy currents in the Earth that run EVERYWHERE, not just along those co-opted lines. Instead of only focusing on the ley lines, which have been cabal controlled for a long time, there is incredible value and power in focusing on healing and empowering your little spot of land WHEREVER YOU ARE. By tuning into the Earth’s frequency and by healing and lifting each spot of the Land, we remove relative power from the ley lines and manipulation, while also creating and contributing something new and positive where we are.

The Earth’s field is changing independently of the cabal and of all the ley line workers focusing all their energy right back into the ley lines, which could easily be re-co-opted by the cabal. Why not align with where the Earth Herself prefers to go instead of trying to superimpose our will over the cabal’s will? Why not create beauty, harmony and new eco-systems that restore humans to sanity all over the place? The ley lines are still a control grid. Yes, better to have that control in more benevolent hands, but for true freedom, far better to restore true balance and harmony with the planet Herself.

I do agree with the importance and responsibility of people learning about magick, and no, not all of it is “evil.” Tools can heal and build or harm and destroy. It’s not just about neutralizing the “bad stuff.” It’s also about creating a new reality that’s so far out of frequency with the negative and so strong in and of itself that the negative dissolves. Reacting to the negative still holds it firmly in place. Awareness is important, but so is creating a replacement reality that the default masses can easily step into. Most people will not bother to learn esoteric wisdom, but preferred realities can offer the masses alternatives that remove consent for negative manipulations, simply because those control grids become irrelevant. Strengthening the ley lines, though well intentioned, imho, misses the boat and strengthens the cabal if done so at the expense of healing and aligning with the rest of the planet that does not happen to be on an old ley line. The planet’s field is shifting, magnetic and otherwise. Let Her lead!

Jaime Meyer ~ Gathering of the Earth Lovers

Thanks to Jaime Meyer for permission to post this part of his recent newsletter, which addresses some of the themes I’ve run into lately in sessions and with loved ones. Jaime looks at cynicism, sacrifice and the sacred, asking us to reach for the feeling and reality beyond the cynicism. Those with sensitive “ears” are hereby warned of some colorful language in the text below. For those of you who’ve ever struggled with doubt or disconnection, I think you’ll find Jaime’s message helpful. Happy Full Moon tomorrow!

Gathering of the Earth Lovers

This Saturday, we gather under a perfect clear sky and the rising full moon for The Gathering of the Earth Lovers. This is year five of a massive drum circle and ceremony of gratitude to our Mother Earth. Please invite all who would like to have fun, drum, dance, and join together for a simple, beautiful ceremony. Please share this on Facebook. Right now about 80 people have told me they are coming. It’s going to be a Wahoo-fest, for sure. Click here for more details.

What About My Indigenous Soul?

by Jaime Meyer

The summer is coming to an end. We don’t want to let go of it. But we must. We are in the exhale of the year’s breath.

In the Celtic shamanic tradition we are moving out of the dancing mythic South and into the West – the direction of dusk, autumn, inner knowing, welcoming of Mystery, letting go, and vision-setting.

I remind you that if you have European ancestry, that phrase, “Celtic shamanic tradition” is part of your indigenous soul that is calling to you right now. That vague melancholy you feel may be your indigenous soul calling out to be remembered.

How do we respond to her sacrifice? In the machine-based industrial world, we have responded by demanding she produce even more for us, and by forcing her with fertilizer – earth steroids – to produce more. This seemed to work for a while when we treated the earth like an 8 year old tyrant might. But we are coming to understand we can’t do this anymore.

How can we respond to the Earth mother’s sacrifice? First and easy: remember the meaning of the word sacrifice. It means “to make sacred.” 

The simplest sacrifice we can make is to stop for a moment – to step out of our ravenous hunger and remember that this moment – every moment – is blessed by the powers that create, sustain and transform us. We swim in miracle. 

This may sound like small act, but shamanism is all about changing patterns below (or beyond) the conscious and rational level, and when we change those energetic patterns, we change our actions which changes the world. Make all of your eating -physical, emotional and spiritual- sacred, and you are going to change this world.

Cynicism is a convenient state of mind that lets me stand on the sidelines and snipe wittily at the screwed up assholes who run the world. Cynicism is an act of powerlessness, and what the assholes want more than anything is your cynicism to own you, so that you keep buying buy more products to mask your grief, which is really what cynicism is about. Cynicism is grief fashionably dressed. Grief is a dirty-kneed, tangle-haired, snot-covered, soul wash. But grief is connected to the raw power of love, which is the life force, and only love will heal your life, and this world. Only love. 

Try this if you want to: The next time you become aware of your own cynical bitching, stop for a moment, and act as if the world is sacred. Ask yourself what is the grief below your bitching. When the grief comes, let it come. And then give it to the Earth mother as an offering. Your grief is pure water for her. Ask for her help, and the help of the raw power of the life force to support you to take action to make real change. Think small and immediate. Cynicism hates it when we think small – it wants to overwhelm us with big powerlessness. 

May the blessings of late summer light be on you, 

and in you, and all around you. 

Jaime

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Wild Medicinal Plant Profile– Reishi Mushrooms (ganoderma tsugae), or, The Mystery of the Stumps Revisited

I found this 2013 post after reading Willowcrow’s latest post about wild violets, of which we have plenty! https://druidgarden.wordpress.com/2015/05/11/wild-food-recipes-maple-candied-violets-and-honeyed-violets/

I expected to find information on growing or using Reishi, but the story connected to this post is such an encouraging and profound example of Earth healing that I felt it needed a repost. Well worth a contemplative read, and you’ll learn something about Reishi mushrooms, too. 🙂

The Druid's Garden

In a post I wrote about over year ago, I told the story of the “mystery of the stumps” where I described my relationship to the forest where I grew up, the forest to which I belong.  I told the tale of a forest with mysterious stumps that my cousins and I couldn’t explain, and later, when I was 14, seeing the loggers come through and being devastated by the experience.  I told the tale of the regrowth and healing of that forest as I ventured back in after many years, and the healing lessons that that forest provided.  And now, there is a new chapter to tell–the healing medicine that the forest produced out of those cut stumps.

Stump with reishi growing!  These ones are too far gone to harvest, but they still make a lovely sight. Stump with reishi growing! These ones are too far gone to harvest, but they still make a lovely sight.

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Subtle and Overt Attacks on the Goddess, Nature, and the Sacred Feminine

In an uncharacteristic pattern, I’ve been working on this post for a couple weeks. Normally, if I don’t finish in one go, then the post gets deleted or forever floats in limbo. I signed on yesterday with the intent to delete this one as too obvious, too alarmed, or too unnecessary. Then, I stumbled upon so many attacks on Nature, the Goddess and everything associated with the Feminine that I realized I needed to finish this piece and post it. You see, the attacks weren’t just coming from men and the military industrial complex; they were also spouting from the mouths and keyboards of people who usually recognize and honor the Sacred and Divine Feminine, especially the Mother Goddess energies responsible for creation, seasons, nurturing, and growth. I post the following links as examples of just how insidious and desperate the attempts have become to eradicate the very principle of Life. When we recognize the patterns of suppression, we can also discover clues of what reclamations would break the chains.

This destructive, perverse impulse pervades society, but it is especially strong in both the medical mafia and the New Age Movement, neither of which celebrate or honor Life. Monica Sjöö has written entire books about this topic, including Return of the Dark/Light Mother or New Age Armageddon?, which I reviewed here and reblogged yesterday. For today, I will simply include a few headlines, comments and links to the full articles, asking that while reading them you look for both the symbolic and the very real physical side effects of the actions these articles describe. What’s the unifying theme from so many “helpful” and “empowering” angles? If we follow this trajectory, what happens to our bodies, to our planet, to our poor, fragmented souls? Conversely, I wonder what happens when instead of rejecting and destroying, we –men, women and all children —reclaim our alignment with this true Source of power, wisdom and love.

Cutting Out the Feminine

Here’s an excellent piece from Green Med Info, called “Beware of Organ Removal for ‘Cancer Prevention’: Jolie’s Precautionary Tale.” While more focused on the medical misrepresentation of facts than on the broader philosophical and spiritual implications, this article gives a clear, detailed and difficult to deny run-down of traditional medicine’s war on women’s distinctively female body parts in the name of “safety” and “protection.” I had written “About Those Breasts” when it was first reported that Angelina Jolie lopped off her breasts as a precaution against a “genetic marker” for breast cancer. While I support Jolie’s decision to do whatever she wants with her body, I mourn the media’s propaganda to try to make such unnecessary butchery a trend. The Green Med article explains the tricky manipulation of statistics, along with frequent (documented) misdiagnoses.

Again, it’s not really a philosophical article, but I ask you to use wider vision and awareness when reading this in context of other things happening in our world. One such thing includes plans to separate women into categories of gene donors, fetus carriers, and “mothers,” thereby fragmenting and effectively mechanizing women in the name of eugenics and social engineering.

Disabling the Moon

We may or may not know whether there’s a base on the Moon, whether humans ever landed on it, and whether or not it’s hollow. What any good researcher does know, though, is that the Moon has long been associated with the feminine, with Goddess energies, feelings, creativity, and intuition. The Moon allows for seasons on our planet, fosters the tides that keep areas from becoming totally flooded or complete deserts, and it reminds us of the ever present ability to fade and renew. Things spring to life, die and grow again, like the cycles of Nature, the cycles of Life, and the ancient archetypes of Maiden, Mother and Crone. Farmers and witches alike know that working with the Moon can enhance outcomes — whether crops or intentions. As a reflector of the Sun, the Moon also represents the receptive quality, which is just as important on all levels as the active Solar Male Principle. Before electric lights, women menstruated in harmony with the Moon, strengthening connections among women and with Mother Earth Herself.

As with most alternative media topics, when the talking heads share “truth” about the Moon, we never hear them talking about women’s wisdom or the Goddess — unless someone decides to pervert a real tradition of life into some kind of masculine or transhumanist co-opted “lunar death cult.” Whenever people bring out the “truth,” it tends to reveal just a stronger, more acute angle of the same old, same old denigration, fear, co-optation or suppression of anything associated with the empowered Feminine or Goddess energy.

All of which brings me to the second link — a mish-mash of New Age dogma, rumor, David Icke revealed half-truths, and pseudo-science: “How Disabling the Moon Will Dissolve the Matrix.” While I’m sure these people mean well, they do not recognize or celebrate their bodies as part of Earth; and they have so disowned anything to do with the Dark/Light Mother that they can’t even see how they’re playing right into twisted anti-human, patriarchal programs, while claiming liberation from those very things. I found some encouragement in the comments. At least a few people recognize this plan for the destructive, manipulative perversion that it is.

Gagging on the Goddess

And then there’s this piece, called “Illuminati Blasphemy – Gog, Google, Gold and the Goddess,” which could have potential from its title. Alas, no. This piece does a great job dissecting how advertisers have co-opted the Goddess for their own ends. It calls this process blasphemy, but not against the Goddess. Make no mistake: according to this article, anything even remotely associated with Goddess energy comes from the pit of hell, determined to seduce and drag you into it. Nowhere does this article explore the obvious elephant in the room — that the advertising works because it appeals to parts of humanity that have been so rejected, disowned, and denied that vapid, rampant, insatiable consumerism can freely exploit such sacred receptors. This piece comes from a fundamentalist Christian perspective, but I hear echoes of it all the time on “truther” websites claiming to debunk the “public Illuminati Satanic rituals” at major sporting or music events. As usual, the debunkers tell part of the story, but in the telling, they dramatically underscore and embolden the original attack on life itself.

Calvinists in New Age Clothing

You can find the article that finally convinced me to finish this post by clicking here. Called “The Unmasking of an Archon” and written by a supposedly love filled, enlightened author, this piece and the earlier one she cites would have given John Calvin a run for his money. For those not familiar with Calvin, his misogynist version of Christianity inspired such a frenzy that it initiated the most draconian, theocratic police state Western society has ever witnessed. Eradicating the devil — which meant anything to do with images, the body, feminine power, sex, sensuality, natural healing, most women, and all of Nature — became an obsession, turning Geneva into a patriarchal, iron fisted bloodbath — all in the name of purification.

Believe it or not, I toned down my comments:

laurabruno says:
April 7, 2015 at 5:34 pm

Monica Sjöö must be turning over in her grave at the anti-life, anti-body, “liberating” message of this post. People give the A-cons (and they are A$$-cons) way too much power. Even continuing to call them “Archons” or “Rulers” affirms their “higher,” “more powerful” status. They’re the great deceivers, and they’ve got people conned into believing the A-cons have even more power than they do. They’ve got supposedly awakened people hating the natural world, hating ALL aspects of sexuality and sensuality, terrified of anything Goddess related, throwing all babies out with dirty bath water until eventually there’s nothing left. Does a path have heart? I also ask, what does that heart love? Does it love our planet? Does it nurture Life? Or has the heart become consumed by such a victim mentality that it in turn persecutes whatever remains of Life?

What about sacred sexuality? What about kundalini energy or sex magic? What about getting in touch with one’s real desires, which stem from an urge to create life — not just for self-replication, but also through the desire to create beauty and harmony, to merge in watery depths with another soul, to create *with* the rest of the natural world? What about the inherent sacredness of our bodies and of our planet? What about all the other ways of “killing a parasite”? Because yes, there IS more than one way. You can alter the environment of the host, thereby making the host less attractive to the parasite, and you can do this through a variety of means, not only on the mental plane. You can also ingest antidotes that kill parasites, and these can be physical, emotional, spiritual, sexual, magical, ritual, and yes, even mental.

The second chakra is one of the primary creative chakras. Reclaim it, don’t reject it.
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Ann Kreilkamp says:
April 7, 2015 at 5:47 pm

Do you really think she’s rejecting the second chakra?

laurabruno says:
April 7, 2015 at 5:55 pm

I don’t see any acknowledgement of any inherent value to the second chakra or any honoring of what a reclamation might look like, no mention of the life-giving creativity of the water center. No mention of how the very things most hijacked were hijacked because they house some of the greatest liberating power. No mention of how “loosh” can be reworked so that we summon, expand and then direct our own emotions to empower those things we most desire for planetary healing. If that message is in this post or the one she references, then it’s an extremely hidden (i.e. unintentionally “occult”) message.

Ann Kreilkamp says:
April 8, 2015 at 10:20 am

I see what you mean, and I also feel that the value of her concise post is what she does say, not what she does not say. You wanted her to supply a larger context for her remarks. That wasn’t her intention.

Everything we say can be placed in a larger framework, which then, morphs its meaning. So what? I hope that my introductory remarks supplied some of the context missing for you. The point is, whether or not its archons or some other kind of explanation for historical, cultural, familial and/or personal oppression, our first three chakras, when divorced from heart-centered awareness, DO tend to devolve towards service-to-self and survival modes, whether as victim or predator. That’s what the mind/body split is all about, and has been for centuries. You, Monica and I — and most likely, Elva Thompson — all realize this and, in concert with Earth’s primal and mysterious aliveness, we are putting our HEARTS into everything we do.

laurabruno says:
April 8, 2015 at 11:13 am

No, I didn’t take any issue with your introductory remarks. My comment was based on observing a trend in her work not to provide the larger integrated and regenerative context. I see that as a dangerous trend, not just from her, but from so many “enlightened” people who tend to demonize the lower chakras. The upper chakras can be just as brutal, if not more so, when divorced of their connection not just to the heart but to the lower chakras. Whenever the blame is placed so strongly on the material realm or something “outside” us, some “parasite” with so much more control than we supposedly have, to me it screams of a need for Shadow Work and reclamation.

I meant no offense to you. That piece was just one in a much longer chain of pieces (from her and others) denigrating matter, the Mystery, and the lower chakras without any mention of redemption. It seems the prescribed solution would make John Calvin proud, and I find that attitude one of the most oppressive and life-denying ideas imaginable — much more in line with the A-con agenda than against it.

Ann Kreilkamp says:
April 8, 2015 at 11:35 am

Yes yes yes. The upper chakras “can be just as brutal.” And the compartmentalization of ideas can be just as pernicious as that of roles we unknowingly play in the gigantic systemic tsunami that is driving civilization (and Earth) toward catastrophe. Agree. Thanks, Laura, for further elucidation.

laurabruno says:
April 8, 2015 at 11:41 am

Thanks for creating space for the discussion. It just really hit me on so many levels as I’ve been writing an article for weeks now about this very thing. So thank you, Elva, for providing the shock and horror to get me to finish it.

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Synchronously, after my initial online freakout, David returned from work by way of the library, where he felt called to pick up a copy of Avatar. I’d never seen this film before, but he felt last night was the right time. Indeed, it was. We watched the patriarchal, out of touch, insatiable military industrial complex sneer at Goddess and tree worship, mock the deep connection to Nature as “animal,” and objectify the delicate, visceral beauty that runs through all of Nature, including human[oid] nature. This objectification, this utter disgust and contempt that justifies annihilation is what concerns me most when “truthers” end up strengthening the very agenda they claim to subvert.

For an excellent discussion of the difference between the “reptilian agenda” and Serpent (Goddess) Wisdom, please read John Lamb Lash’s post, “Who Wrote the Reptilian Agenda?” While I cannot endorse parts of John’s most recent work and direction, I feel his earlier work reveals some of the most crucial healing insights for our times.

I conclude by echoing a favorite quote from Monica Sjöö’s book “Return of the Dark/Light Mother or New Age Armageddon?”:

“I believe in the power of thought and of thought-forms. I know the importance of meditation and visualisation. I believe in the reality of communication with the spirits, of the spiritworld and of reincarnation. I have experienced many times the oracular power of wells and of the sacred places of the Goddess. I do believe that we are indivisible and holistically whole. I believe that we must open our second sight and ‘see’ again. I believe that if we work with Earth’s places of power and Her evolutionary lights, we ourselves will be deeply affected and great changes will come about. I believe in synchronicity — as above, so below — and in multiple universes.

“Superficially, one might think that I have much in common with New Age thinking. But, as I have tried to show throughout this book, there are great differences indeed between being open to psychic changes on many levels and adopting the fundamentally reactionary, anti-Earth and anti-Goddess, patriarchal religious views of so many New Agers. I do not believe that they truly love Earth, our sorrowing Mother.

“I sense that we are having a mass near-death experience at this time… Now is the time for all visionaries — women and men — to come to the aid of our ancient Earth Mother. We must struggle to make far-reaching changes politically and economically if we are to survive, and we must indeed also mediate worldwide and dream Her alive. …”

May we celebrate Life.
May we honor Our Mother.
May we remember we are Her children.
May we reclaim our place in the Cycle of Life.

Tania Marie Shares Her Peru Journey

My sweet faery twin Tania Marie and I are always so linked that I end up empathing much of her journeys, but I only see the sights in dreams until she posts her photos! One morning I commented to her that I hadn’t slept a wink due to extreme “Fire in the Head. I swear, when I close my eyes, it’s brighter than the Sun!”

I got an LOL back, as, unbeknownst to me, she and her shamanic crew had been doing a Sun ceremony the day before. Throughout her journey and continuing even through today, a very out of season black butterfly has been fluttering by the window on the north side of the house — the window I most often look through during sessions. I knew Tania was having butterfly synchronicities in Peru, including a black butterfly, but I didn’t realize the extent of magical butterfly action until I read today’s two posts.

Even if you opt not to read all the fascinating details, do yourself a favor and just bask in the powerful, rejuvenating beauty and energy of the photos. There are many ways to do Earth healing, and sacred ritual in sacred place is a powerful counterpoint to the day in, day out grit of digging in the dirt and planting trees. We need both. Recognizing and honoring the beauty that still exists on this planet reminds us of our connection to our Sacred Mother — of what a healed Earth looks and feels like — and why we need to give and receive in harmony.

Thanks and love, Tania!

Nokan Inti Kani ~ I Am the Sun: Our Sacred Journey to Peru Through My Eyes – PART 1

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Nokan Inti Kani ~ I Am the Sun: Our Sacred Journey to Peru Through My Eyes – PART 2

Joanna Macy’s “The Work That Reconnects”

On Saturday, I mentioned attending a Joanna Macy inspired ritual in Elkhart as part of my friend Nicole’s birthday celebration. David and I had the pleasure of hearing Joanna speak in 2012 when we lived in Madison, but we had not ever attended any of her workshops. This ritual was based on her concept of the Work That Reconnects:

“The activist’s inner journey appears to me like a spiral, interconnecting four successive stages or movements that feed into each other. These four are:

  1. opening to gratitude,
  2. owning our pain for the world,
  3. seeing with new eyes,
  4. going forth.”

We really didn’t know what to expect, but we love Nicole and what she and her friends at Prairie Wolf Collective bring to life, so we went with open minds and hearts. We found there an intimate group of mostly strangers (to us), which oddly made the Work That Reconnects feel even more reassuring and powerful. Respecting the privacy and sacredness of the group experience, I’ll just share some of my own observations and takeaways.

First of all, as I’ve mentioned before, Joanna Macy is up there as one of my most admired people on this planet. I love that she has created a process that communities can repeat for themselves, helping people to tune deeply into both ecology and the people around them. Nicole’s community actively facilitated the entire process, dramatizing the destruction of our ecosystem, and leading various exercises, group sharing, songs and rituals.

I have to agree that “gratitude grounds us.” After watching the interpretive Dance of the Waters — from their original freedom to pollution and corporate control to their healing through love and effort of individuals, I was afraid I might start bawling and not be able to stop. The gratitude exercises, circling through the group with why we’re glad to be alive at this time (The Great Turning), memories of a sacred childhood place, someone who made us believe in ourselves and something we appreciate about ourselves really did anchor me back into a position of strength, despite reeling from the magnitude of our task to heal this planet and return to a culture of life.

Next, we moved to the Element of Fire — outside — building a bonfire with bones and sticks, each of us speaking to the group before adding our piece. This was the “honoring our pain” portion, and for me, living in Northern Indiana, I am never far from the pain of what we have done to this planet. It hurts. I have lived in many of the most beautiful, pristine places of North America, and until moving here, I always chose my locale for its proximity to some gorgeous, large natural feature. From Seattle to Santa Fe to Sedona to Lake Tahoe to Monterey to the shores of Lake Michigan … on and on through 43 addresses, I’ve always made sure to live and breathe the beauty. The landscape has always been a part of who I am.

It took six months of recurring dreams in 2009 telling me to move from Sonoma County California to Northern Indiana, and even then, I did so by way of daily walks by Lake Michigan and then Madison, WI and the nearby woods and lakes, only moving here because my true love needed to care for his parents here. He asked, and I agreed, because six months of such bizarre dreams is no small thing.

But it hurts to live here.

When we first found this property, I felt the pain of neglected land that had had its trees clear cut in preparation for the gut rehab of the house. I saw the dry, cracked earth, full of scraggly weeds and dead tree stumps — and I knew that if we did not take this rental, that it would take hundreds of gallons of toxic RoundUp, imported topsoil and sod to make this yard “acceptable.” I could feel the Nature Spirits traumatized, the animals bereft of shelter, and even though the neighbors all swore this was such “an improvement” over the way it was, every fiber of my being recoiled at the trauma.

Beyond our yard, we have a factory across the street, a caved in garage roof two doors down, and some of the most impoverished, tiny neighborhoods I have ever driven through, let alone lived near. Our rivers are filled with so many chemicals that a local scientist tells me the fish are hermaphrodites, and Monsanto rules the roost with GMO corn and soy fields all across this flat expanse. I learned on Saturday that for a hundred years, Indiana had 10 square miles of trees cleared per day. Diana is the Goddess of the Woodlands, making the name In-Diana as ironic as naming a state after the indigenous people forcibly marched out on the Trail of Death. Along with the real Indians and the Goddess of the Woodlands, straight streets, flat plowed fields and extremely patriarchal, stark religions have managed to squash almost every remaining vestige of the Sacred Feminine.

Ninety trains per day shriek their brakes and toot their horns, while transporting car after car of RoundUp-sprayed GMO high fructose corn syrup. Huge trucks rattle right through Main Street, and illegal immigrants inhale toxic fumes and dust particles in RV and other factories. When the economy crashed here in 2007 — before the rest of the nation — some neighborhoods experienced 80% unemployment, and with such high illegal populations that few could collect any benefits. With such challenges, maintaining yards, sidewalks or caved in garages were hardly priorities.

All of this and more I see, hear, smell, taste and feel. Daily.

This is why I garden. This is why I have hauled over 25,000 pounds of wood mulch, over 10,000 pounds of compost, coffee, potting soil, and manure to heal the soil. This is why I plant ornamental fruit trees and fruiting shrubs, why I obsess over an eight foot tall grape vine trellis, sunflowers, scarlet runner bean tee-pees, and morning glories. This is why I just ordered a Sweet Mock Orange to create a fragrant hedge on the north edge of the front yard, why I’ve got five profusely blooming, tough-as-nails Robinhood Rose bushes to form a hedge out front, and why I choose ornamental varieties for all my vegetable crops. This is why the inside of our home has become a different universe, one that welcomes faeries, the Goddess, and sacred rituals celebrating the Wheel of the Year. This is why I continue to paint portals towards a better future, why I keep interfacing with locals who look at me like I have three heads or don’t belong, why I offered two Reiki certification classes at a Mennonite church last year, and why when people compliment my garden, I admit to receiving faery help.

Confession and perhaps not a surprising one: during the winters in Elkhart County, Indiana, I fantasize about living elsewhere. Without my garden or mature evergreens to clean the air and remind me why I’m here, I cocoon deep inside our faery cottage. Except after the quiet, magical snows that temporarily beautify everything, in winter, I often go weeks without leaving the house, looking at nothing besides my paintings, indoor plants, tarot cards and books. Piles and piles of books about gardening, food forests, and the Faery Realm. Whenever people visit, they immediately notice the “other realm” nature of our home. The energy sparkles inside, and until things start pushing their way back to life outside, my heart can’t stand the brutality of what humanity has done to Northern Indiana.

I didn’t say all of this on Saturday as I picked up a bone to place on the fire, but raw emotion flooded through what I did manage to share. I felt the tears, hot, like lava in my stomach, exploding from my heart, and cracking through my voice, and then it hit me: I’m not just feeling Northern Indiana in contrast to Monterey or Lake Tahoe. I am feeling Gaia Herself, weeping for the way Her children have used Her, beaten, raped and overpowered Her. Everywhere. Elkhart County just forces me to recognize and feel that pain, to own it instead of blissfully pretending it doesn’t exist as I look at waters filled with invisible radiation or land parched by geo-engineered drought. There is one Earth, and all of Her is sacred. Some parts need more help than others, but all of this planet needs healing. As much as I would love to run away, to distract myself from this visceral pain, truly, where would I go?  If I don’t heal this land, my little spot in Goshen, then, tell me, who will? 

Who else would have looked at hundreds of tree stumps, tens of thousands of dandelions, quack grass clumps, a creeping field of garlic mustard, sorrel and poison ivy and thought, “Permaculture Paradise”? Who else, right here, right now, would have spent the hours and money to heal, regenerate and harmonize this land?

On Saturday, I remembered my place — not just via remembered recurring dreams, but in my body and in my soul. In the gratitude section, I realized that what I’ve done with this land is no different than what I do with discarded doors — purifying them, cleaning them, sealing them, and painting them into portals that lead to preferred destinations. This time on Earth — what Joanna Macy calls “The Great Turning,” in which everything falls apart with unknown outcome but enormous potential for healing — is really no different than individual coaching sessions in which I help people move through their worst nightmares into a magical, healed, and preferred life. It’s not easy, but I love it. I love showing up at these moments of incredible odds and almost unimaginable creation.

The next part of the spiral had us back inside, literally walking backwards, around and around the circle, metaphorically moving back through time to all the challenges our ancestors have faced. This portion was the least new to me, since I spend so much time doing past life readings. I’m quite familiar with perennial challenges facing humanity, as well as my own soul’s history, even though I don’t know my family history much beyond my grandparents. I still enjoyed the exercise, appreciating how fortunate I am to experience such a vast temporal perspective on a daily basis. “Seeing with new eyes” for me meant recognizing how blessed I am to live so far out of ordinary life.

The final part of the spiral was “going forth,” and it involved wandering aimlessly around the room until we were told to stop. Then, we paired up with the closest person to us, holding hands, gazing into each others’ eyes and silently participating in whatever exercise the facilitators read. I ended up taking the opportunity to offer a huge surge of Reiki and Runic healing to whomever I paired off with. The energies just surged through me, and I realized another key difference between my regular life and that of most people’s “ordinary life”: Presence. I spend my days in sessions, deeply honoring the being of each client, and David and I have a strong, soulful connection with each other. I had given up on most other people here being able to connect anywhere near that level. I always feel the walls of culture, religion, repression or distraction. So many walls wherever I go here, but in this exercise, for those brief moments, I realized, “Wow! This capacity has not been completely bred out of people in this area. Some are capable of this level of presence. Good to know.”

I felt my own energy expand in a way I rarely allow it to here, out of respect for the extreme Anabaptist infiltration of everyday life. Mystical it is not! In those moments of feeling the Reiki and Runes surging through me and having an unknown other actually trying to connect instead of running from that level of soul communion, I let my energy relax even more, not caring if magic happened around me, as it usually does when my energy moves — freaking out bookstore clerks, baffling salespeople or other shoppers when books or objects I need appear out of nowhere. Here, in the course of “going forth,” I thought, “Ahhh, yes, I will continue to go forth, and maybe there are receptors for what I have to offer in Elkhart County.” I looked forward to conversing afterwards with those I’d connected with in silence.

The ritual ended, and poof! Presto, change-o, I felt all the walls re-erect themselves, and I smiled to myself. Patience, grasshopper. The first three people I connected with seemed to pointedly and awkwardly avoid me for the rest of our time there, but the last one spent hours talking with David and me. We connected with others, as well, not to the degree we are capable of connecting with others, but more deeply than usual in this reserved area. I left the gathering recognizing just how much this community (and probably many communities) need(s) The Work That Reconnects, and I felt grateful that we have people willing to show up. I feel grateful for Nicole and her dozens of friends who took the time on a Saturday afternoon to drum, to cry, to share, and to build — to recognize the pain of our planet and to commit to doing our own part as individuals and as a community to heal ourselves and our Mother. I feel grateful and humbled to heal this yard and to teach and live in this county, in this state, which people on either coast usually dismiss as backwards, redneck and ugly.

In many ways, they would not be wrong, but to dismiss Elkhart County whole cloth is to miss the subtle beauties of regenerating land, economy and soul. I, of course, went home and ordered a bunch more plants, because you always need more flowers, ground cover and nuts. Can’t forget the hazel nuts! In the process of determining which hedges to put where, I heard from a local gardening friend about the Arbor Day Foundation, an organization devoted to growing more trees all over the US. They want to encourage people to plant more trees, so they sell them to you for very low cost, enabling more people to afford more trees. Even if you live in a less obviously hurt spot of Mother Earth, I encourage you to check out the Arbor Day Foundation to see what trees grow well in your zone and area of the country. You can even leave a will of trees, gifts that last a lifetime.

I will leave you with the words of Chief Seattle, quoted recently by Ann Kreilkamp, a friend and fellow InDiana resident from fellow Transition Town, Bloomington:

Every part of the earth is sacred to my people.

Every shining pine needle,

every sandy shore,

every mist in the dark woods,

every meadow,

every humming insect.

All are holy in the memory and experience

of my people.

This we know.

We belong to the Earth.

The Earth does not belong to us.

Chief Seattle, from his Letter to All the People

Three Days of Darkness and Time Out of Time

This will be a quick post, because I’m busy with people having meltdowns. Just thought I’d share that yes, the energies are intense right now. People I know who have done their Shadow Work are thriving. People who haven’t or who have only partially faced their Shadow seem to be struggling almost to the point of breaking right now.

That old prophecy about “Three Days of Darkness” may actually be upon us, though not in the ways most people interpreted it. Simply put, with the alignment of the Winter Solstice, the New Moon, and a long Void of Course Moon on Solstice, we experienced in the Northern Hemisphere an unusually dark night. For many, this felt like an unusually Dark Night of the Soul, and I’ve heard from numerous panicked people the last two days wondering why the Light hasn’t returned yet or why their New Moon intentions haven’t shown any signs of manifesting yet.

Here’s the short answer:

We are still in the Three Days of Darkness. Solstice comes from the idea of Sol (sun) remaining “still.” It does not seem to move for three days, not beginning the ascent into the lighter half of the year again until Christmas day. New Moon energies also linger beyond just the dark night of the official New Moon. When you combine those energies, plus a “Between” day in the Celtic tree calender, a sort of time out of time between tree signs — which happens to occur today — along with all the recent Uranus-Pluto Square energy, we’re in about as big a void as possible right now.

Those who have grown comfortable with the Mystery and the Void feel this time as highly freeing. Those who haven’t are reaching for anything and everything to provide a sense of stability. Best bet is to tune into the Earth, because you won’t find stability in the mental realm, societal structures, old emotional coping mechanisms or codependent relationships. The energies right now just won’t support those things. The Earth, by contrast, knows that important things happen within the darkness of the soil. Important things shift beneath the surface. New life stirs, even when all evidence above ground belies the shift.

If you feel particularly disoriented and lost, hug a tree. Listen to some soulful music. Create a ritual to appeal to your body so that it, too, can honor and experience all the crazy shifts happening on the other levels. Reread Tom Kenyon’s October report: https://laurabruno.wordpress.com/2014/10/31/tom-kenyon-escalation-of-chaotic-nodes-and-the-dismantling-of-3-d-reality/ . The song he includes has helped many people I know feel calm within the eye of whatever storm surrounds them. I promise you, you’re not alone in these challenges. I had left this week lighter for the holidays, but it filled up with “emergency” sessions anyway. That’s how life works. We cycle. This, too, shall pass.

Meanwhile, yes, some people are freaking out. The night before Solstice, I hosted a lovely gathering of friends at our home in Goshen. We did a small, meaningful ritual and feasted on homemade, mostly homegrown vegan food and wine. We told stories and celebrated joys, we shared and supported each others’ challenges, and we traded information about the most beautiful spots in Indiana and Michigan. We found and provided delightful nourishment on all levels. When I saw the astrology for this year’s Solstice, I felt so grateful for having hosted our gathering the day before. The actual Solstice energies were intense this year!

As an example, on Solstice, after a seemingly kind, engaged and mutually supportive exchange, an online friend emailed me asserting that I may “absolutely have been placed here” for no greater purpose than my own “learning” — a service-to-self lifetime in which “the only reason” for incarnating was mandatory lessons, unlike her own “definitely” “GREATER” life purpose, greater than herself, a lifetime that was completely “volunteer” and unnecessary for anything but rescuing the “black hole” and “blind” children of planet Earth who were incapable of helping themselves. The tone and comment were so bizarre and condescending that I’ve chalked them up to the energies I mention above, but it was weird. Particularly given that this person knows how much I’ve volunteered to support friends and family, in addition to frequent volunteer blogging, massive Earth healing on our property, community volunteer projects, and a career of helping others. I share this story as one example of left field attacks and bizarre, almost dreamlike occurrences right now. Life feels surreal because it is.

Some people feel really concerned about and convinced that we are in the midst of a polar shift — both magnetic and physical. Indeed, I’ve written numerous times about the North Pole “on the move.” I also know that our sunrise and the Sun’s trajectory are very different than they were for the past two years of living in Goshen. Sun does not even shine through the same windows it used to flood with sunlight. My plants don’t like it one bit!

If we are undergoing a pole shift, then we can’t control that; however, I do wonder if the pressing information I’ve continued to receive all 2014 isn’t related. I keep receiving the message and encouraging others to maintain neutrality, not get swept up in polarizations and extremes. I’ve also suggested people rise above the polarization and to consider using Dreamtime and/or magick to address overwhelming physical/societal ills. If we’re undergoing a magnetic pole shift, then by maintaining a sense of non-attachment (not the same as non-caring), we can allow events to move through and around us without getting ourselves pulled out of alignment. If we do not engage energies from one pole or the other, then a flip won’t destroy us from within or without.

Simultaneously, if we continue to engage Dreamtime, sacred circles, rituals, and trance-like awareness, then we continue to be in the world but not of it. Time does not flow linearly in any of these states. With practice and awareness, we can move in and out of them at will. I suggest the books “Brain Magick” and/or “The Woman of Wyrd,” if you don’t know what I mean. Anything by Carlos Castaneda, Gabriel García Márquez, or Lynn Andrews can also get you into that kind of dreamy space. Watch “Like Water for Chocolate” if you don’t want to read another book right now. Just know that you can move in and out of time by altering your consciousness. It is possible to bypass “inevitable” situations by simply aligning with a different time and/or space. Individuals learning to do so consciously can help shift collective experience.

And please do get grounded! Really, hug those trees. Put your feet on the ground. Release excess energy back to the Earth.

That’s all I have time to share right now. I will leave you with Timothy Glenn’s wise words:

What dimension are we in?

This one.

But which timeline are we on?

This one.

And where are we?

Here.

What month is it?

This month.

But what day is it?

Today.

And what time is it?

Now.

Raven Moss ~ Chosen By Fate — Loved By The Fae

This post will appeal to skeptics, as well as Friends of the Fae. I’m so pleased to see that Raven Moss has, as she calls it, “come out of the Faery cupboard” with another fabulous article about faeries, shamanism and planetary healing.

Her discussion of the Tooth Fairy also reminds me that a couple weeks ago multiple people emailed or texted me about the existence of the Tooth Fairy, so I asked my Otherworld friends to comment. They shared that the tradition of leaving a tooth in exchange for money stemmed from long ago when poor farmers and serfs who kept the Faery Faith could not afford any sort of dental care.

I have no way of verifying this, but they assure me they wouldn’t lie: adults would leave rotten, broken or removed teeth as an offering to the Fae, and in return, the faeries would leave them gold. Since untreated dental issues sometimes caused death, this practice allowed adults either to fill their own teeth or to afford assistance from whatever contemporary dental practitioners existed at that time or place. Our modern day children’s “silliness” stems from very real and loving interactions among “The Good People” and those who honored them.

They tell me that sometimes the gold appeared in the tooth’s vacant spot in the mouth, and other times, the gold appeared wherever people left the tooth. The under the pillow habit only came about after people started thinking of faeries as little, harmless, pretty things. Prior to that, people felt (appropriate) awe and even fear mixed with their love for the Fae, so teeth were usually left in a secret place outside the house. No one wanted Otherworldly visitors reaching under their pillows while they slept at night. Anyway, that’s what they say … Now back to Raven and her stories and wisdom:

Raven Moss ~ Chosen By Fate — Loved By The Fae

Guest writer ShiftFrequency February 23 2014

What Do You Mean You Don’t Believe In Faeries?

Faeries aren’t real, you say. They’re just characters in nursery tales we put aside when we graduated to second grade and had everything all figured out. That’s what I thought too, grounded grownup that I am… until I met one. Up to that day my only prior experience had been financial transactions with The Tooth Fairy: leave a discarded baby tooth under your pillow, receive money. That worked great until I ran out of baby teeth. After my dental cash cow died, faeries were no longer on my radar at all, ever.

Despite my insouciance, a faery had been watching me for many years in human time. She followed me as I fed the wild birds every day, no matter how cold it was or how deep the snow. She watched as I conversed with bees and dutifully carried spiders out of the house instead of smacking them with a newspaper. She lives in my riotous lavender bed and watched me plant fields of wildflowers, play nice with mice and snakes, and I guess at some point she decided I was worthy enough. I felt her presence in a vague way but had no idea I was being tested, and I passed anyway.

To take visible form was very difficult for her, the Fae are uncomfortable in our dimension, and for good reason; to them we are haughty, lumbering creatures who bustle about, bristling with self-importance, believing we are far too sophisticated to engage with magical beings. We wrap our lives around so many misconceptions that we really cannot see the forest for the tree spirits.

So before your judging mind interrupts, “This woman is swimming laps in La La Lake,” let me call my first witness for the defense. Had I not had a reliable eyewitness to my first faery encounter, I may have chalked it up as just another freaky flashback from my experimental youth. One day, two summers ago, my manly, down-to-earth husband spotted a shimmering lavender faery sitting on the branch of a pine tree. Hunter is not so deeply infatuated with his ego that he doesn’t understand or appreciate that there is a whole universe of beings he cannot see and therefore has no right to claim do not exist. Though he is more open-minded than most, faeries were definitely not part of his worldview… until the moment he called me over to the window and pointed. “Do you see what I’m seeing?” I sure did, and it rocked my world.

Let me ask you a shamanic question… Do you know how your body knows it has a virus invader? How does your brain communicate with your immune system to hustle over to the invasion site and commence a battle for your life? You’re probably mumbling something about T-cells and antibodies, and that’s as far as most of us care to go so long as everything is humming along properly and we get to work on time. You know your body labors 24/7 to keep all systems GO no matter how much beer you drank last night, but you cannot see or know exactly how it does this. Even as you read this, enzymes turn the pizza you ate into something resembling nourishment, without your help, attention or understanding. Why are we so oblivious about how we are kept alive from minute to minute? Well, for one thing our biology, our meat suit, is a holographic projection, and we’ll get to that more in a minute. But what we have to understand is that what we cannot see is sometimes more important than what we can. Your very existence is a miracle of unseen, unfathomable forces, the same world the faeries live and make their magic.

So open that closed mind for a moment and take a trip with me to a world that exists all around you right now, a world that, if you are worthy enough, will open magical doors to places within you and without you that make fairy tales seem tame.

This Ain’t No Disney Ride

Disclaimer: I have never read a book on faeries and I likely won’t; I am only writing here about what I have experienced and I have a reason for doing this. But this is so Not Me. Normally I approach every new idea logically left-brained, inhaling a book or two to start with to get up to speed. But this Mists of Avalon world feels so different than what we are used to navigating; it must be experienced through a connection between the heart and third eye without the yammering rational brain’s involvement. You have to give up your notions of superiority and infallibility and allow your heart to lead you to uncharted oceans and barbarous coasts. That’s the real lesson in all this, for all of us.

As much as we all loved Peter Pan, and no matter how tempting it would be to fly to Neverland as the going gets tougher on Planet Weird, the Disney image of faeries has been hard wired into us wrongly. Laura Bruno is my main go-to source on the Fae. She wrote recently in her article Quick Tips for Interacting with Faeries, “Disney and the Victorians did a great disservice to humanity in promoting the idea that all faeries are flower fairies or Tinkerbells. Some faeries are 30 or more feet tall!”

We’ve all heard about the machinations of leprechauns, trolls and elves. Their magic is integral to the faery realm and they play tricks on us all the time, we just don’t realize we are being snarked by actual beings. There is definitely a dark side to faeries, just like there is a dark side in all of us, and facing that dark side in ourselves is part of the admission price to Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride.

What does the “dark side” mean exactly? What do you feel when you whack the living daylights out of a spider? Do you feel anything at all? And how might this rectify with your abject horror and disgust when you see an animal abused or neglected? Do you recognize that all living things have a spirit and a reason for being here just like we do, not just to annoy us or bite us or feast on our begonias, and that they are starkly aware when we are not walking the walk? These are uncomfortably dark inconsistencies we are very good at ignoring. Sounds like the image of a little devil who sits on shoulders and roundly scolds us to be good. Just replace that image with a faery reminding us to tread softly on the earth. They aren’t here to anoint us with Pixie Dust, their role is to protect this planet from Round-Up spraying, fracking creatures like us. They need all the help they can get, and so do we.

Coming Out of the Faery Cupboard

“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” ~ Anais Nin

So your day comes and you are chosen, a faery floats into your life and you are forever changed. How do you tell your friends and family you have joined the Fae social network? The easy answer is that you don’t, and this works pretty well while you are still working this all out for yourself. But sooner or later you recognize this as just another dark thing you are hiding from you and the rest of the world so you can hold on to the rigid realist you once were but can no longer be.

At some point you can do like me and Laura and many others who have walked this path, you just blare it out there for the whole freaking world to see and let the friend chips fall where they may. It’s both liberating and scary at the same time, but you will be in very good company. If you search the word “faeries” on Amazon just in books alone you get close to 5,000 hits. What is up with this? How can so much be written about something so few understand or believe? Because some people recognize that the Fae love us deeply despite our lumbering ways, they want to join forces with us, to help us help them protect Gaia Sophia, a cause far greater than all of us. They are begging us for our help in saving the bees and the rivers and all the rest. I know this because I can hear them crying when the snow is falling and the world is very quiet.

Again from Laura, “I know that writing about such matters makes many dismiss me as off my rocker; however, I also know that humans need the Faery Realm right now, more than ever before. Helping to dispel some of the disinformation, disempowered “traditions” and disrespectful approaches is one way that I give back to beings who continue to be extremely generous and loving towards me.”

Shamanism, Fae and the Hologram- When Science Meets the Indigenous in the Metaphysical

“Shamanism is a way of living on the altar of Mother Earth. It’s a way to live in balance on the earth, a way of finding not only peace with yourself personally, but peace with nature and your environment. Shamanism is bringing the two worlds together: your inner world—“your heart”—with your outer world. It’s important to be balanced, to be grounded in both worlds.” ~ Keith Varnum, Waking Times

There is a connection between the world of the Fae and the shaman. I came to shamanism in my usual left-brain way, albeit late in life. As part of my anthropological college training I studied shamans and comparative religion, which taught me that every religion and tribal teaching had its merits and its pitfalls. But if you studied them with an open mind you could mine the many gems to be found there. Even back then I held shamans in the highest regard and understood their powers and abilities as integral to survival of their tribes. They talked to the spirits in every living thing, the eagle to the eider, respecting them for their individual attributes and contributions and working with them, receiving both advice and protection in a mutually rewarding relationship. All this is done on another dimension the shaman learns to navigate and it is not much different from working with the Fae. It wasn’t until after I met my lavender faery and read an article about the traits of a modern shaman that I discovered I had actually become one by default. Perhaps you are one too. You can find out here: http://higherperspective.com/2013/09/the-spirit-of-shamanism.html)

Since that fateful day, the ego-based cloak of intellectualism that once defined me has fallen away- it’s a cold way anyway, the world of mind- along with the hubris that interferes so badly with being one with all there is. The soul longs to breathe free, to soar with the ravens and commune with the wolves. This is what shamans do, what we were all meant to do.

I still have much to learn about shamanism but because the Fae, my animal totems and nature spirits have agreed to work with me, it’s quite apparent they are all in cahoots and this is where the power really lies. Bringing this information to you is my way of paying back all the love, protection and spirit of place my faeries and totems have given me, and in fact, most of what you are reading here came from a Faery Muse whispering thoughts in my head that I have merely transcribed for you. In that regard it’s a bit like channeling, something I have never done or aspired to do. They implant a thought, I type it , so this is really a faery with a message speaking to you through me, and this is also the way of the shaman.

“Shamanic wisdom allows you to experience the merging of your individual consciousness with all consciousness and all creation. Here, you are shown the invisible world of Spirit. The natural outcome of this experience is bliss, and stewardship of the Earth.” ~ The Four Winds Society

So how does the hologram relate to faeries and other spirits we cannot see? We hear a lot about The Matrix, referring to the fabricated world we live in as portrayed by the movie of the same name. It is a virtual world created by our thoughts. Quantum physicists and mathematicians confirm that the reality we believe exists is a holographic projection of the collective. Because solid matter is, well, solid, how can it not be real? This is a hard concept for people to wrap their minds around and I’m going to defer to two experts to explain it:

“What we have always thought of as our life, our reality, is not real – according to quantum physics – but actually a holographic 3D movie we have been immersed in, whose wave frequencies have been downloaded from The Field to our brain, where they are translated into particles located in space and time and projected “out there” for us to perceive through our senses.

What this means is that there is no independent, objective reality “out there,” but a wholly subjective reality created totally dependent on what’s “in here.” In short, there is no “out there” out there.” Stephen David, Butterflies Are Free to Fly

“There is evidence to suggest that our world and everything in it – from snowflakes to maple trees to falling stars and spinning electrons – are only ghostly images, projections from a level of reality so beyond our own that it is literally beyond both space and time.” Michael Talbot, The Holographic Universe

What this boils down to is this:

1) What you think is real, isn’t really

2) Everything, the seen and unseen, is part of the holographic universe

3) The entire universe is encoded in every part of the whole, each atom contains the information to construct an entire universe.

The human brain decodes only a limited number of frequencies and then projects them as images we see. An object like an apple appears solid but like your body and everything else, it is composed of atoms that are 99% space vibrating at a frequency we are able to discern as matter. There are billions of “things” out there in “empty space” we cannot experience because our brains cannot decipher their particular frequency. Multiple dimensions exist in this exomatrix, the one we call reality is just a small speck of it.

One example of this is a rainbow. Humans can see its prism effect because it falls in the limited color range of our perception, but a dog cannot see it because their range of vision tends more toward the ultraviolet. Is a rainbow real then, or just a figment of our perception? While we may not see things like ethereal beings and spirits, we can sometimes sense them because we are also part of the hologram, which explains why people occasionally see ghosts, orbs, angels and leprechauns, or sense when someone is watching them… and someone often is.

“… we can only see about 2% of the light spectrum, and about the same for the acoustic spectrum. In other words we are nearly blind and deaf, yet we trust these perceptions, and base entire belief systems around them as if all the facts were in.” ~ Chautauqua @ Augureye Express

Let’s Make a Deal

We have a vegetable and herb garden surrounded by a small, waist-high fence, and many flower beds with no fences. Deer, rabbits, moles, gophers, slugs and all manner of bugs love gardens as much as people do, and since we have a wildlife habitat as well as a B&B, I often give my guests garden tours. They ask things like: Why don’t the deer eat your flowers, or jump the fence and get into your garden? Why aren’t you afraid of rogue bears? Why do the birds only eat bugs and slugs and not your strawberries? Why do you let squirrels raid your feeders? How come you have so many bees buzzing around you and they don’t sting you? These are just a smidgeon of the questions people ask. I puzzle over how to tell them that I have made deals with the Fae over all these things and more because I don’t want to freak them out and make them uncomfortable. Since we have been completely chemical-free inside and outside for many years and cared for our little piece of mountain heaven with love and gratitude, the Fae love us and help us because we are all working together toward the same goal, protecting Gaia. I normally just punt with, “I have good karma,” which most people understand, kinda, sorta but not really. I can tell by their puzzled faces.

When joining forces with the Fae, there are some basic rules both parties must honor or the relationship will not last. From Laura these are:

1) Your Word Is Your Bond

2) Respect, Not Control

3) No Rudeness

What kind of deals can be made with these powerful beings? You might agree to stop killing spiders in return for faery keeping spiders out of your house. They also offer protection, companionship, guidance, and a secure knowing that a loving being with great power has your back from whatever dark forces might be in the neighborhood. I have all types of powerful animal spirits around me: grizzly bears and wolves primarily, and I know they will never harm me. When you make deals with the Fae, if you keep your end of the bargain, they will keep theirs. Sweet.

What Does It Feel Like to Talk to a Spirit?

Quite frankly, it’s a monumental mind blower and a profound honor. The heart opens up like a dewy rose and sends unconditional love out in pulsing waves of gratitude. My heart actually flutters when this happens. It feels like cardiac fibrillation, but it’s really the heart chakra opening a portal to a world of magic and possibility. Anyone can make this connection, you just have to believe in your own magic.

Raven Moss is the owner of Moss Mountain Inn Eco-Bed and Breakfast on the edge of Glacier National Park, Montana. She hosts guests from all over the world who come to make a personal connection to one of Gaia’s most sacred places. Visit her website at http://www.mossmountaininn.com or her Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Moss-Mountain-Inn-at-Glacier-National-Park/59100282594

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A Message from the Raven

This came through as a blog comment from “Raven,” whom I know and who has powerful spiritual and shamanic gifts. The message seems important enough to bump up to its own post:

“Laura, I have received a bit of insight related to the bird sightings brought up here and elsewhere. I spoke with raven during a shamanic journey today and asked if he had a message for the people. He said the family of birds is somewhat confused and struggling. They can feel pockets of radiation and many other environmental assaults, and they attempt to avoid it by flying to places where they might not normally be seen. They are also affected by unusual weather modifications, HAARP and similar microwave technologies. This is not surprising at all, but what is a bit of a surprise is that the reason they seem “friendlier” and more engaging with humans now is that they are seeking our partnership and aid. They will befriend anyone who helps them, who cares in some way for Gaia, and who will at least meet them half way, spirit to spirit. They love us and they need our help to better survive while they chart new territories. They believe that by joining spirit forces we all stand a better chance for helping Gaia and ultimately every spirit being. They want to join forces if we are willing and open to do so.

“So, if you are encountering birds in unusual ways, seek their spirit voice, open your heart to them, thank them for being the beautiful spirits they are, express your love and gratitude, and listen to what they have to tell you.”

Love, Power, Healing and the Shadow

More comments that really need their own post … in response to Paradox, Illusions and Unconditional Love:

Posted by Mary on November 30, 2013 at 6:55 pm edit

Good read, thank you. Not sure about having to do our inner work before taking action though. I think the two could go hand-in-hand. Combining action in the ‘real’ world with our personal inner clean up might just create some kind of synergistic boost inceasing effectiveness of both endeavors simultaneously. Indeed, as within, so without.

Posted by laurabruno on November 30, 2013 at 7:08 pm edit

Thanks to everyone who commented, and Mary, I agree. There’s no time to waste!

Posted by Dawn Vierra on November 30, 2013 at 7:30 pm edit

Thanks Mary and Laura you are right about the time being no, if I gave the impression that one must do all personal work prior to participating, I didn’t mean to. My intention was that it needed to be done hand in hand. I don’t see how one can not be accomplished without the other. Hope that’s clearer.

Posted by Dawn Vierra on November 30, 2013 at 7:31 pm edit

correction…time being NOW.

Posted by laurabruno on November 30, 2013 at 9:51 pm edit

🙂 Thanks for clarifying, Dawn! One of the greatest challenges I see all the time during intuitive sessions with individuals and also playing out on the larger world stage is this idea that we need to be perfectly healed ourselves before we can “presume” to offer any kind of healing to the world. Individuals who have various ailments but have wisdom to share shut themselves down, waiting until those symptoms disappear before they are willing to start living their truth or extending a helping hand to others. What many people don’t understand is that if your life path includes being a healer (and for many, many, many of us that’s true), then you will not ever experience full healing UNTIL you START offering whatever kind of healing you can right now, from where you are.

Law of Attraction and resonance can help to ensure that only those people you can help will cross your path or that you will know the resources to send someone else to in the event that you feel you have nothing to offer them. Many of us through networking can act as clearing houses for healing … but to wait … to assume that none of this would exist w/o our own un-healed parts and then paralyze actions that in and of themselves help to initiate our own and the worlds’ healing? Well, that’s why we’re in such a pickle on this planet! It’s a Catch 22, and it doesn’t need to be.

Sometimes we may fall short of an imaginary ideal or some kind of platitude of everything being nice and neat and clean, but sometimes a little grit and dirt are what get the job done. Sometimes it’s our flaws that allow the opening for conversation and the opportunities for healing. While I very much agree with many of the ideas of Unity and Oneness, I also recognize a sneaky way that those concepts can foster a “spiritual bypass” and allow otherwise caring, capable, loving individuals to bury their heads and become so P.C. that they won’t shout out “Hey, that person’s committing mass murder” or intervene if they see someone about to kill a child. In those instances, the appropriate response is not JUST meditation and a silent OM. Those things can help, but the appropriate response when you recognize repeated attempts at mass murder, kidnapping, genocide, etc. also includes, in my opinion, doing some major soul searching and gift searching so that you can responsibly find what you can do about it.

As conscious beings, we are not meant to play three monkeys in the face of evil, just because another 3 dimensions up, these people are all playing a cosmic game. On THIS level of the playing field, we need to find that balance of compassion, as well as dealing enough with our own Shadow so that we are not too terrified to use whatever tools and power we have at our disposal to help shift the energies. Jon Rappoport wrote a good article recently on the dance between Love and Power: http://jonrappoport.wordpress.com/2013/11/29/exiting-the-matrix-is-exploring-love-and-power/

Ahhh, and here we have another comment that really ought to be its own blog post. Oh, well. 🙂

Thanks for commenting. This is one of those topics that really concerns me as I see otherwise kind, generous, loving people completely uninspired to do anything other than meditate or post a link on Facebook. These are both valid things … but a multidimensional world requires more than one or two approaches. At least … in my opinion. But then again, I communicate with the unseens and the animals, too. It’s not ALL about the humans, although humanity’s actions (or complete non-actions) and consequences spill over into other realms.