Posts Tagged ‘Mists of Avalon’

Gleaning

A group of us in Goshen got together last night for an evening of gleaning, and ohhhh, what a lovely, lovely time! Transition Goshen has a project called, “The Low Hanging Fruit Press,” which many of us crowd funded so that we could purchase a community cider press. As a side part of this project, we also began to map fruit trees in town — on private or public property — in need of harvesting.

Many people buy homes that already have fruit trees planted, and they find these trees a nuisance rather than a boon. With permission, those people who do appreciate the abundance of free fruit can save the homeowners a lot of work. In some cases, a timely harvest will even save tree limbs from breaking with the weight of unpicked fruit. A number of websites help to match up gleaners and fruit trees, and David and I found something similar when we lived in Madison. I believe Transition Goshen has decided to use http://fallingfruit.org, which can be used for wherever you live around the world.

I have eaten a lot of apples in my life, but I’ve never actually harvested one from a tree. (Just crabapples.) Most apples in the grocery store are four months to a year old and waxed. Even “organic” apples may be sprayed with antibiotics. The apples we gleaned last night had not been sprayed at all, and you could tell. Many did not look “shelf quality,” because they had little marks on them or odd shapes. Our group harvested these for cider pressing and to donate to a local soup kitchen that will turn them into applesauce. I arrived after a foraging walk with and going away gathering for my friend, Kimber, so I had forgotten to bring any kind of bucket or barrel. That turned out well, though, since my backback swung around front to become a highly efficient harvesting set-up.

Something magical happened to me as I approached the trees at sunset. Long time readers know I feel a strong connection to Avalon, also known as “The Isle of Apples.”

apple tree

This particular property sits on an old orchard, with rolling hills and twisting trees. I said a little prayer to the faeries and trees to help me find the nicest “low hanging fruit” so that I didn’t need to climb a ladder. I felt an immediate response. Amazingly, even when I’d approach a tree after someone else had already gleaned the lower branches, I kept finding flawless or nearly flawless apples — enough to fill my backpack within the first half hour. I then helped others collect for their own harvests or the donation. While picking, as twilight settled in, I could feel the mystical energy of Avalon. A huge well of joy bubbled from my heart up through the crown of my head as I walked under the trees.

We took a cider break to enjoy pressed cider from last week’s similar outing, which I missed due to a friend visiting from out of town. I had donated to the crowd funded community cider press just to support the project, not because I usually like apple cider, but this was the sweetest, richest tasting cider I’ve ever had! Something about drinking a fresh community harvest that would otherwise have gone to waste or broken tree limbs just felt right. This project also dovetails with the Youth Engagement Grant I’m working towards with some neighborhood teenagers to plant fruit trees in a nearby park. I had sensed the community potential of planting the trees and beautifying the park, and I love the idea of providing free, local food to neighbors. But last night, I also realized how healing and empowering the community harvest is. Again, bubbles of joy from a deep well of gratitude.

It’s not just about the apples … although I must admit, the one I ate last night upon returning home has forever changed my attitude about Red Delicious apples. Normally, I find that a completely ironic name! Not this time. Sweet, crisp, fresh, no wax, no spray … and with that extra magical something I sensed while picking:

apples 2

We can heal our planet and our communities. Indeed, we already are. I encourage people to check out the http://fallingfruit.org website and see what gleaning opportunities exist in your area. What a treat! Free food. An evening in Nature. A gathering of friends.

Blessings abound!

Oracle Report ~ Saturday August 25 – Sunday August 26 2012

Mists of Avalon? I had to post this one. It’s particularly timely after some Glastonbury Tor synchronicities yesterday with a client and later with Angels of Atlantis cards. Thanks to Gillian for the link.

Oracle Report | First Quarter Moon Phase – Moon in Sagittarius

This weekend’s energy is like walking through the mists of Avalon. There is a predominance of mutable and watery astrological energy, which heightens intuition and creativity, as well as strengthening links with the spirit realm. It is wonderfully calming if you are one who goes with the flow, but if you are trying to structure or control things, it will cause emotional difficulties.

The best bet is to be on a mental vacation this weekend because the energy favors escapism. Be careful of overindulging in anything (especially alcohol) because it is easy to get lost.

This weekend’s energy is highly emotional. Feelings will run the gamut and can spill out like water. But as we span the emotional spectrum, the spectrum of the colors of the rainbow are forming. The planet is using this energy to reform and correct things (situations in our lives). Last month was the Turning Point and this month is The Reformation.

We are witnessing a great master painting her masterpiece. The keyword is “painting” – as a verb, meaning that it is in process. It can be unsettling when we want things settled. But we want the best possible outcome so we must float along while it’s happening. Resistance is futile this weekend, so continue to let go and let Gaia and don’t force anything.

Becoming Invisible and The Mists of Avalon

Thanks to Bill Ballard for bringing the following “Spacemuffin” post to my attention. It reminds me so much of my experience reading “The Mists of Avalon” this past November and December. I’ve said for years that the Earth may one day just split so that it’s all happening all at once but in different dimensions of awareness — kind of like in The Celestine Prophecy movie. One will not see the other, except in cases where people experience dimensional bleed-through. My intro to Spacemuffin’s post is my portion of a cleaned up email exchange to a discouraged Lightworker. It all intertwines well with themes from recent sessions and friendly exchanges.

So Many Avalon Synchronicities!

Reading “The Mists of Avalon” affected me on a profound level. In some ways it felt like a homecoming; at other times, a warning. Initially Avalon was where the fae people lived and it gradually became invisible to all but those who carried the Faery within them. Eventually, Camelot began to disappear as well, falling into the realm of legend. What struck me in the book was that the Avalon people began with noble goals of wanting to carry beauty into the denser world. They wanted to have that spark of Spirit remain for Seekers. They felt themselves disappearing into the mists and mourned for the pain of a world without that kind of magic.

It began as a compassionate endeavor, but then it got ugly! They ended up moving into the denser layers and needing to find ways to operate and bring their magic into the ordinary realms — for the purpose of preserving Avalon in the 3D world. I could still see their reasoning, but the methods became so corrupted by the density that they wound up creating massive trauma, treachery and sorrow in the very world they were trying to save. Things got worse, not better. The two worlds really were moving in different directions and trying to bridge that gap, though noble, at some point became excruciatingly painful for everyone involved.

Reading that book was one of the main reasons I left Facebook. When NDAA passed, along with all the other insane bills getting signed into law — rooting out my inner demons seemed like a less conflicted and more effective method once the gap between intentions and 3D-ality had become so great. Our outer world reflects our inner world, so if we want that Shadow Government to disappear, it’s time to shine the Light on our own Shadow. Tools have been scattered. Information has been leaked. Lifestyle possibilities have been modeled. The visions and options have been shared. We’re approaching choice time, and we really don’t get to choose for others. …

I choose 5D and a return to the faery realm, or whatever we’re calling it these days! I hope a lot of others join me, but I also recognize that the requirements to live in that realm don’t sound like “heaven” to a lot of folks. Living without lies means losing the “luxury” of lying to yourself. Enjoying free will means taking responsibility for the world you help create with your thoughts and attitude. Reclaiming personal power means forever quitting the blame game and the whole victim-abuser-savior cycle that goes with it. To me this sounds like an enormous relief! To some people the process of excavating the authentic Self feels like hell on Earth. No need to duke things out, though. Committing to your own choices creates the shift. Reality sorts itself.

It’s become a vibrational match issue and … like any relationship … you can only stretch things soooooo far before you just know in your heart you’ve gotta leave. If not this then something better. I have to say, my own life has been getting much better and more magical since I’ve “left” the world. I’m still in it to some degree — not invisible yet — but definitely cutting cords multiple times per day, rooting out the parasites (self-imposed and external, although of course they’re the same!). Anyway, don’t let the low vibes get you down. As my vision board now says, “Let the good times roll.” They’re already here, so we might as well enjoy ’em.

Love, hugs, blessings and some laughter ….methinks you could use a giggle fest!

And now, here’s Spacemuffin:

Spacemuffin (via Lucas) | February 13 2012

Becoming Invisible

We are already living on the ‘separate earth,’ the earth’s ethereal body, where the ‘template’ is being set for what she will move into and eventually become, or align with. We helped create that ‘new earth’ with our thoughts and our consciousness and our way of being/living. We are already in a higher dimension, separate from illusion, and away from the third dimensional reality and timeline. Our resonance on 3D earth is only what remains of our physical bodies, and physical lives, which we occasionally visit, which continue on mother earth’s third dimensional physical body. But our ethereal bodies are already living on the newly created planet, and we shift from one dimension to another and the one, it is said, shall not know the other. It’s a choice now, which one we want to spend more time on……which one we want to give our attention to. Whichever one we choose, is the one we will continue to create.

We are creating a new planet. We have been given that opportunity, because our surroundings can only ever reflect our inner conditions. While we continue to physically occupy a 3rd dimensional being, we are dreaming, of a world free of restriction, without borders; a world filled with peace and a world filled with love for every face we see, every tree that blows in the wind, and animal that crosses our path. And while we dreamt, we created, and the more we created, the better it felt when we went back to the dream. And the shift into this higher dimensional earth is almost unnoticed, but somehow, everything out there looks different, doesn’t it? The trees don’t look the same, the birds are flying differently, and everything is just more beautiful, but we don’t really understand why. It’s because we altered the space that we occupy and created the paradise we dreamed of.

So the new earth vibrates in the auric field of the old earth, in a high 4th dimensional frequency, perhaps 5th, ( depending on the dreamer), and only those who dream, or those who practice multi-dimensional travel, can exist there. Others may not see them, because they will become less dense, and invisible. Neither can they see the new earth, nor witness the auric field of creation. So be careful that somebody doesn’t step on your foot……………..because they just can’t see you anymore.

Face Piles of Trials with Smiles
The Muffin

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