Everything is still the same, only I’m now hiring people on Airtasker to help me do the research, to get the word out; once the data is collated, I’ll be sending out a press-release, and then I’ll build a platform for sharing permaculture stories, photos, and lifestyles.
First, the talking stick.
Scroll down to the bullet-points to go directly to care.
Kali Yuga is a crazy time… the dark-age of man. There aren’t many real grown-ups, here, on Earth.
When you need someone to hold-space for you to express yourself safely, you’re usually met with a “what about me!”
In that way, no one is ever heard; you shrink, and the other person becomes repelling.
Or, there’s fighting.
Space is feminine… a woman holds inside her body, *space* for new life. It’s a sharing quality that creation gave to her. In a world that suppresses the Goddess, there is *no space*… every void is filled, and people don’t know how to listen, and just sit with the sounds and the silence of creation.
But the ancient tribes of earth knew what was up…
Soul Retrieval by Sandra Ingerman
Imagine yourself sitting in a circle with members of your community. You have gathered together to support one community member who is suffering from a traumatic experience. You know that if one person is suffering and is ill it effects the entire community. So you have come to help hold the space for healing to happen.
It is dark and the stars are shining bright in the night sky. The air is still. Everyone feels held in the loving arms of the universe and there is no doubt that healing will happen for all gathered here.
So when someone comes along and says: “what about me!”, they are not being a member of the community. They are penetrating the atmosphere of healing with individual ego-force – and their behaviour is leaking childhood-wounds. All over everyone.
Being a female is not divisive; it’s a fact of life.
In tribes, there was women’s business, and men’s business, and each one respected the other; it’s how they got shit done.
You would think that we were evolved enough to utilise the technology we have, to advance our communications – but the human-race is stuck in its infancy; it’s reactive. It imagines intonation in the written-word. It argues with itself, on your posts: commonly known as projection.
You would think that we were evolved enough to mingle women’s business, and men’s business, and that it would help us learn about each other, and respect each other – but that can never happen if people don’t know how to listen.
Not everyone has your life.
Not every girl has brothers, sons, a father, or knows men.
Some people have no family, or have been betrayed by it.
#RoseArmy and #MeToo are working on some world-changing things… that you are a part of.
This movement is about women; woman-led. If women hadn’t spent their lives working for this (without pay), enough to gather in unvanquishable number, in the face of adversity, criticism, attack, and interruption, there would be no *spotlight* for anyone to be heard in, in this moment.
Just like chess; there are rules.
And we are in a patriarchy; everything has to be tactical.
This Goddess-Moment does not want to be your mother. That’s Lilith (currently conjunct Galactic Centre).
She might want to be your Lover, your sister, your friend – she might not. How can she if you act like her child?
If you don’t behave as her equal?
Men can totally share their #MeToos; they are simply joining in, as equals.
I HAV PRAYED ENDLESSLY 2 WITNESS THE TURNING OF THE TIDE, I ONLY WISH MY BF WAS HERE 2 EXPERIENCE IT! BUT IM SURE HES SMILING DOWN! 🙏🏼😇❤
— Corey Feldman (@Corey_Feldman) October 17, 2017
1 DAY JUSTICE WILL B SERVED 4 BOTH OF US! GOD WILL SHOW THE LIGHT! THANK U ALL 4 THE BEAUTIFUL WORDS & SUPPORT! IM SO HAPPY PPL R WAKING UP!
— Corey Feldman (@Corey_Feldman) October 17, 2017
Hear that? *So* Happy “ppl r waking up!” Don’t hurt Corey with your low-vibrations.
Anyone saying “what about me!”, or “what about men!”, or “this is a divisive psy-op!”, is behaving like a child.
Let women gather, and get organised.
Support them, or leave them alone. Show some respect.
You, child, come next.
Once women have regained the power that was stolen from them, she won’t forget about you. Her nature is sharing – despite your individual experiences.
This planet belongs to women.
Mother Earth is a mother.
There are mothers around who actually LIVE for the chance to mother someone; bring her a gift, respect her, and invite or ask her to take you under her wing.
Women should respect women’s right to not want to be mothers while they deal with their own pain. They need to stay *focussed*.
Knowing where you fit is the best self-care you can do; same as knowing where you don’t fit.
Rose McGowan has been working on her #RoseArmy for at least two years that I know of.
I’ve been working on sexual education and human liberation my whole life, and have really thrown myself in, in the last 5 years, after my last rape completely destroyed my life. Slaving away. Dying, slowly.
Tarana Burke started a MeToo movement, 10 years ago, that has now joined forces with Alyssa’s latest one. No-one owns the expression: ‘Me, too’. It’s the most universal and unifying concept in human experience: affinity.
The origin story is sad; Tarana was a camp counsellor, and a girl confided in her about her stepfather graphically sexually abusing her, and Tarana stopped her short, sent her to someone else, and couldn’t bring herself to say: “Me too”.
“The look on that girl’s face,” she said, “The shock of being rejected, the pain of opening a wound only to have it abruptly forced closed again — it was all on her face,” she wrote.
That’s what people are doing to one another online; only you don’t get to see the shock on the faces of the ones you hurt with your words.
How can you know what you’ve done.
Since the MeToos, you now know, without a doubt, that the world is no longer on your shoulders: you can take a break, and know that a member of the Rose Army, or a MeToo, will take the nightshift, the dayshift, or the weekend, and you can have rest.
As long as you come back when you’re ready, the spotlight on this stays ON.
Things you’ll need: salt, sage, lavender, rose petals, rose water, water, colloidal gold, superhero art, womb-book, rescue remedy, herbal tea, essential oils, journal, blanket,
* Mass Soul-Retrieval means you are definitely not alone. Take Heart.
* take a walk along the ocean shore
* take a bath with epsom salts, and lavender oil, and rose petals
* even take a footbath
* add some rescue remedy to a bath, or your bottle of water
* sage your space, or make a spray with white sage essential oil and rose water – or any others you like. Being creative brings your power on!
* drink some green tea, or herbal tea at sunset (or whenever)
* make an aura spray with rose water and colloidal gold – add anything you like
* wrap yourself in a light-blanket; over your head, around your ears, across your body, and tuck your feet in, if you want: cocoon
* steam under a towel, over a pot of boiled water; use a drop of eucalyptus oil
* wear your Sunday-best – celebrate!
* drop of rose oil over your Heart
* self-massage any areas you can reach – make a massage oil to remind you of this Mass Soul-Retrieval
* practical thinking: connect with counsellors, astrologers, psychologists, naturopaths, homoeopaths, aromatherapists, doctors, masseurs, yoga classes, the swimming pool, and get your mind.body.spirit aligned.
* Make lists
* Matangi Mudra (or your favourite mudra)
* commit to yourself – anything is possible, now
* connect with other MeToos, and if you have suggestions for where to go from here, get in touch with Rose, Tarana and Alyssa, or just keep an eye on them
* write in a journal – or a blog. Or social media. Wherever you feel like expressing yourself.
* dance, sing, use your voice!
* Yoga Nidra: a gift for the nervous system. I Love this, and you can sample one of my favourites, here.
* if you’re rich, commission an artists rendition of you, as a superhero. I had one made, once, and it was so incredible to see a picture of my soul, compared to what only the camera sees…
ADD ANY MORE YOU CAN THINK OF… 🙂
I’d like to talk about The Hays Code.
Here, we openly acknowledge the potential for psychic influence, manipulation, and mind control.
“Mankind has always recognized the importance of entertainment and its value in rebuilding the bodies and souls of human beings.
But it has always recognized that entertainment can be a character either HELPFUL or HARMFUL to the human race, and in consequence has clearly distinguished between:
a. Entertainment which tends to improve the race, or at least to re-create and rebuild human beings exhausted with the realities of life; and
b. Entertainment which tends to degrade human beings, or to lower their standards of life and living.
Hence the MORAL IMPORTANCE of entertainment is something which has been universally recognized. It enters intimately into the lives of men and women and affects them closely; it occupies their minds and affections during leisure hours; and ultimately touches the whole of their lives. A man may be judged by his standard of entertainment as easily as by the standard of his work.
So correct entertainment raises the whole standard of a nation.
Wrong entertainment lowers the whole living conditions and moral ideals of a race.”
The following are the seeds of the stories that have calculatingly manipulated the collective-mind since storytelling was harnessed on the silver screen; along with the psychological aftermath of these themes that have been magnified by their sojourn in the shadows.
Exclusion – regulation by agenda – thereby ‘created’ the shadow: it empowered the imaginary ‘devil’ in the dance of duality.
Let the projector shed some Light on a shady subject!
To this day, the most prevalent tv shows are about Law, Order, and courtroom shenanigans.
“OBEY” is the message.
The LAW is watching – they’ll get you!
These days, they protect the corporations from YOU!
(I may as well just quote the entire plot of THEY LIVE ~ lol )
Women of the World have been waiting for this day; we have been working for it, since they came.
This is an Herstorical moment!
ALL the voices, hashtags, posts, and tweets who found the fire to join the chorus of women who stood – bravely – in the critical spotlight of consciousness, helped to change the world as we know it.
What is now known, cannot be unknown.
Everything is Illuminated.
“It is harrowing to have people know my deepest pain, but fear cannot stop this national convo that needs to be had.” ~ Rose McGowan
Those of us putting ourselves out there, patiently waited for the moment we had sisters to stand alongside – it takes an army of women to be heard; you may have noticed.
Love straight-shot it, in 2005.
Some of us died waiting for this moment, giving everything we had, and leaving all we had behind; for every girl or woman lost to male-violence, we remember her in our Hearts. We work for justice and awareness, with Liberation as the ultimate goal.
“You are taking part of someone’s soul. It’s happened to me. It alters the course of your life; it’s altered the course of my life.” ~ Rose McGowan
“You should always take care of those sweeter and smaller than you are.” ~ Beasts of the Southern Wild
The Neptunian Magic-Mirror of Hollywood rules collective-consciousness; male-dominated, they’ve been stealing dreams, and implanting nightmares since the birth of the silverscreen.
“Whoever controls the media controls the mind.” ~ Jim Morrison
For so long, all we’ve heard and seen, has been known as history; commonly referred to by witches as: “HIStory”: men’s stories. The Male Gaze.
If you know anything about astrology, you’ve been watching Pluto in Capricorn dismantle the patriarchy, brick-by-brick. By now, we’re about half-way through, and while many girl’s and women’s lives have been interrupted and interfered with, we have been working every day to break the spell of the patriarchy over the masses; it may have just happened. But not without effort. Not without a public anchor: Rose.
So whether you’re “sick of hearing about it”, or whatever. Tough.
Women deal with it everyday; keeping the story alive, and bringing it ALL the way home, to pedophilia and organised crime, is how it has to be. No more.
There are still many, many comments online from people who DON’T get it.
Hi-Five to all who do! ✋
Rose McGowan has her Sagittarius Moon and Lilith conjunct Galactic Centre.
Galactic Centre is notorious for the astrology of Whistleblowers; Sagittarius burns with the truth. Often a foot-in-mouth sort of character. Sometimes, the voice of God/Goddess.
This place is the hand that turns our galaxy… the movement of this moment.
The Moon is about Womankind; the phases of womanhood, motherhood, childhood, and our Soul: the rhythm of life, itself. Period, period-blood. The Womb. It’s about home, sanctuary, intimacy, embodiment, and feelings. It is reflective – but on a mass scale, in a situation like this, we might simply say it’s about “Women”.
Lilith is about Independence from the Patriarchy, and crimes against women and children – she is untameable. She has been demonised by you-know-who.
Once the war is over, she is pure, primal, uninhibited creative and sexual expression.
These days, she is known as a dark-goddess no-one wants to touch. The buried one. Silenced, yet screaming if you are pushed too far away from life, and can hear her at the ends of the earth. Caged. Misrepresented. Erased, almost.
There is an image, here, that reminds me of what she is. The first image.
The Voice of the Universe is *literally* speaking through Rose, right now, because Galactic Centre is presently being *activated* by Transiting Lilith, herself, and Transiting Saturn; which aids in manifesting Lilith’s authority, embodiment, and voice.
This is Mature Lilith.
When all the women started speaking up about the TRUTH behind the Hollywood Mirror, I commented that I could hear “Lilith conjunct Galactic Centre”… I got a thrill.
Lilith/Saturn and Galactic Centre are also getting a little *electrifried* by a trine from revolutionary Uranus in Aries, and, as part of a GRAND FIRE TRINE with the North Node in Leo, Destiny is involved. Our future is here. Our moment has arrived – if we keep the spotlight ON.
Powerful women (Lilith), supported by Reality (Saturn), Revolution (Uranus), and Destiny (North Node): ladies, our time has come.
STAY ON FIRE.
Other notable astrology of the moment is Jupiter just switching over to Scorpio – Jupiter is BIG, and EDUCATIONAL, and Scorpio is sexual, deep, power-engaged, and mysterious… combine the two.
Jupiter in Scorpio is ruled by soothsayer, Sagittarius, so as the Cosmic-Clock moves, so too, will the story of earth: stay present, and engaged in your Truth and your Mystery.
You might even *shock* yourself!
Jupiter in Scorpio is also influenced by Pluto, who is in Capricorn: this astrological coming-of-age is HUGE.
Saturn activates Galactic Centre only every thirty years.
And a shorter, yet *active* transit of the last few days, is MARS (sexuality, passion, strength) opposite CHIRON (#ouch).
And an ever shorter astrological moment, is Venus conjunct SUPER Galactic centre; this one is from late-Virgo to early Libra. Venus here, has the deepest Heart: she’s a Healer of galactic proportions.
Mars is slowly but surely on his way there. Any day, now.
Revolutionary Rose is also about to have her Lilith Return, and Saturn transit her Moon.
Sister-witch Alyssa Milano has her Sun conjunct Galactic Centre; Alyssa started the hashtag #MeToo on twitter, so the world could see the Truth.
So the world could Witness.
Alyssa’s the Light. Rose is the Night.
Both of them are having Lilith and Saturn come round for a visit…
What this astrology means for Rose, is that she is literally the EMBODIMENT of the TRUTH of NOW. When Saturn hits her Moon, this can be a challenging time, emotionally, OR, she may just get realer.
During my Lilith Return, I wrote this: although I hate the powerless image the editor chose to accompany it. Very *soft*, small, and *non-threatening*.
I had no intention of being “threatening” – only real.
Alls I know, is that Rose is embodying her Destiny: Capricorn North Node gets shit done. It’s the Chief.
North Node on the cusp of the 8th House: she’ll make a powerful boss. An excellent investigator and dismantler of the patriarchy, as she reclaims female power from its ruins.
Goddess (Lilith) vs The Patriarchy (Saturn)
Rose is Goddess speaking.
She’s an apocalypse.
Oh yeah; and her Venus is tightly conjunct Uranus. She’s so unusual… 😉 Definitely a female revolutionary. An ingenious Venus. Artistic, Awakening.
“Shocking Pink” – I think she once said…
- work in progress.To my dismay, I was searching my facebook page for an article I once wrote, which began: “IN THE NAME OF TANTRA – Jesus is to Mary Magdalene, as Pisces is to Virgo!”…and it had *totally* disappeared without a trace…That’s happened once before, on another page – no note.
It’s completely frustrating.
And makes me hate fb; but it’s not like any of us will ever leave… I planned to write a longer article, someday, on how The Womb was the most valuable resource on earth. How Temples were wombs; the doors shaped like vaginas. How the body is a Temple, and the womb for the soul.
About how EGYPT was the Age of LEO, with the ghost of Aquarius in the background…
Maybe I’ll get around to it, soon.
Until then, enjoy WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE PATRIARCHAL PYRAMID?This article went with my future post:
UPDATED NOTES TO SELF
* the link is back! It’s September, 2017, and it has been missing since June, 2016; since I regularly peruse the photos-section to find and share things I’ve written…
Content:IN THE NAME OF TANTRA!
Suddenly, everything has clicked back into place:
Think, The Astrological Ages;
MARY MAGDALENE IS TO JESUS, AS VIRGO IS TO PISCES.
Can you see what has been separated?
Each one, hidden in the other, that duality has torn asunder.
Virgo is The World; The Form; The Matrix; The Material; The Embodiment; The Manifest.
The Completion of Creation.
Pisces is The Infinite.
Pure, vast, unmanifest, Eternal Consciousness and Light-ness.
The Spirit. The Union. The Dream.
In the comments, I’ll include an article I wrote that also touches on the Ages, which is a little different to this awesome article, below.
In my mind, Egypt is *clearly* The Age of Leo.
Solar Worship, Gold, Glamour, Gods & Goddesses – etc
Leo’s Tantra is Aquarius; looking at The Mirror-Age, I see Aquarian Technology; faience; “aliens”; high society; future-vision; attempts at humanitarian influence, and much more.
(the article below sees Egypt as The Age of Taurus/Scorpio)
For me, the Age of Taurus is all the Pan-sensual feasting, celebration, and earthiness of The Pagans – The christian-demonised “Horned God”.
Taurus’ Tantra being Scorpio; sexuality, the occult, the underworld – the very axis of Life-Pleasure *because* of Life-Death.
Check out this article on The Tantra of The Ages, and see the comments, below, for more:
http://theastrologyplace.blogspot.com.au/2014/06/the-astrological-ages.html?m=1FB Article link: https://www.facebook.com/FollowingMoira/photos/a.422598304501215.1073741832.414617108632668/644721788955531/?type=3&theater
In Aramaic, the same word is used for ‘prostitute’, and “most beloved”. MM was the latter. His Tantric Partner.
She was also intended to be the first ‘pope’ of his teachings – but the madmen stole the role, and defamed her.
And this song… x
CREATRIX: 3 parts a Lady, one part ‘other’
Parthenogenesis: the whole story of Jesus is *really* a story about the WOMB.
Want to help the project spread around the world, or find and create spaces closer to you?
At its inception, someone decided to post a series of ads on gumtree (Australia’s version of Craigslist) seeking unused and degraded land for growing food forests to feed people for free.
The responses were so positive and generous, that the idea spread, taking on a life of its own; from people offering unused land to grow food and shelter, to inviting people to help out or join their already established communities, to co-creating entirely new ones!
I heard about this project, and decided to devote my Love to helping it get ON and IN the ground!
I built a website to help you find each other; it has a forum where you can discuss what you might have to offer to Love…
How YOU can help, is by spreading the word about the website by posting ads for unused or available land in your local media forums, like community papers, craigslist, gumtree in your area, social media, relevant communities, and anything else you can think of!
If you can figure out how to reclaim Crown Land for public and community use – do let us know.
In Victoria, alone, there are plenty of vacant houses just waiting to be stolen by the banks (see comments for links) … let’s see if we can’t keep them for the community.
You can also help by communicating with your local grocers, markets, and co-ops, and by opening up discussion on how to best serve the world.
You can create little Love-cards to pollinate your world with, like what I made, here:
Colour-print them on some card, cut, and hand them out at festivals, co-ops, schools, breakfast bars, or vendor stores. 🙂
“Things aren’t the way they should be.
Things are the way the are.”
In the Southern Hemisphere, we are fading into the Longest Night.
The Longest Night holds the secrets of the eternal velvet blackness, whose star-speckled truth is often blinded by the activity of the single sun.
But this is Christmas.
And it has a spirit…
An evergreen tree would be brought inside, to remind everyone that not everything dies in Winter.
And we’d all stay warm, together, close, and sharing.
Intimacy: that Invisible Light.
We would return to the Womb of Life, where we all began, for nourishment, “time-out”, and rebirth.
Any fears we find in the stillness and shadows of that deep inner-space, or that we find obscuring the glittering hope of infinite stars, are projections of our scarred psyche.
Individual, or collective – depending on your reach.
This is the place of dreams.
Or of nightmares.
We colour it, we seed it, like painters.
Look to the changing of the seasons, and look to the moon.
Look to the rising and the setting of the sun.
Feel the Rhythm of Life turning in you.
The Winter Solstice is the deepest in-breath.
The day after tomorrow, we breathe out.
So take this time to commune with the Dreamtime, and meet The Alchemist who dwells in the centre of the Earth, whose portals are the caves, and the hollows in the trees.
The one who grinds bones to ashes, to dust, to black oil… hand over your everything and she’ll make you medicine.
Create a “List of Loss“.
From Loved Ones
Sometimes, things are taken from us
Sometimes, we let things go.
Sometimes, we are the ones who take things away…
You may put your List in an envelope, and address it to Crone Lhamo, if you wish.
You can post it in the mail (haha)
Or: you can Light a Fire – a portal to her stash of ashes – and you can deliver it to her Cauldron of Alchemy, that way.
Return it all to the void from which it was born.
Nothing was ever really “yours”
– except you.
Meditate upon this:
Assuming you are working with Flame (and not the post office)
Find that flame within you that never dies
That which is you, yours.
That which has never been touched.
Become One with that flame for a while.
Immerse yourself in yourself.
Get to know your true, inextinguishable power.
Gather your strength, and purity.
Imagine it growing bigger and bigger
Consuming your Heart
Consuming your Body
Until you Glow
Let it burn away the outer shell of muck that the world has projected upon you, that has made your Soul Shrink.
* * * VIBES * * *
If you like them, then:
(feel the “Mm” in the bridge of your nose)
The first one is Ganesh, who unblocks all your chakras and portals and makes you clean and clear – ready for fine-tuning, like the Instrument of Peace and Change that you are.
The second one is Kali Ma, with the Red Tongue. She takes yukky things away.
(*these are phonetic)
Remember that only what is empty can be filled.
Remember that all the leaves must go, before Spring can bloom.
Remember the acorn that transforms into an oak, only by being completely shattered.
“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
To remind you of your blooming, work with flowers.
Anoint your Heart with Rose oil or water, or some flower you like.
If you’re lucky enough to have a bath, bathe in it.
Add salt, and Lavender: both dissolve negative energy and cleanse the auric field ~ the colour violet.
If you don’t have a bath, make a magical solution, and anoint yourself with it; from the tip of your head to the tips of your toes.
The temples, behind the ears, between the eyes, down the throat, and keep going…
Remember what it feels like to *~ Bloom ~*
As you touch each space, imagine it bursting open, sloughing off the old, and bursting forth new light…
Create a circle.
Out of stones, or cushions, or stand or sit in a hula-hoop.
This is the circle that represents no beginning, and no end; time out of time.
This gives you an idea of boundaries, yet also of our sameness; our personal space, to which we are all entitled.
Allowing only what we want in that space, and filling that circle with our self, our radiance, our expression.
Feel all cords and connections being burned away in the Light of your Radiance and Power, and falling outside the circle, retracting to whom they came from, or seeping into the earth, or withering like a severed umbilical cord.
Letting go of what once nourished you, and tuning into that flame that you are of The Great Bonfire.
This Solstice, there is a Global Prayer happening: essentially, it’s about praying for people who don’t know spirit, to know spirit.
Those who don’t know Spirit, go around stealing energy from others, and consuming everything in their wake.
So sit in your Spirit Circle, let go of any contracts/energy cords to which you were not party.
Any old Soul Contracts – just let go.
You can make new ones; for now, it’s too confusing and chaotic…
Just let it all go.
And pray for everyone to know The One.
We are all connected.
Throw out all the dead things; dead flowers, empty packets, used tealight shells, junk mail – anything you can find with dead energy.
Clear your space, and offer it up the trash portal – another secret entrance the the Cave of Lhamo.
So you want to be conscious of waste, and discard it gratefully.
Into the cauldron we go…
Clear your Heart
“Stop insisting on clearing your head — clear your fucking heart instead.”
~ Charles Bukowski
Everyone is in there; some like thorns, some deeper than others, some like an ice-pick, a dagger, or an axe.
People are constantly starting things they don’t finish.
Some find the passcode, unlock the safe, and run away with the jewels…
Some turn your Heart to a Harp, and play it like you’ve never heard it sing before ~ or will again.
And you knock on your chest; no harp, only thuds.
But you know what?
Clearing the Heart is a big job, but first of all, remember that it’s YOUR Love.
No one made you any more or less Loving.
It was you, the whole time.
It’s your Heart, the core of you, and it met people, and it Loved them.
The biggest problem, is that so many people are so disconnected from their Hearts, they weren’t even aware of the conversation it was having with yours.
They’re all up in their head, trying to be in control, and make practical decisions about what they would like in life.
– this is such a big topic, all of its own; I couldn’t possibly cover it in just this section.
The truth is, people don’t know how to be Soul Mates.
They approach relationships like a contract, and usually, LOVE is far from being involved.
There’s a warmth, an attraction, a partnership.
But Soul is usually locked in the safe.
And you *know* a person who has known REAL Love; the two of you could be in Love in an instant, because you both carry it around in your Hearts.
It is the silent smile, shared.
Everyone else just has a résumé, and a compatibility shopping list.
There is one other kind of Love-er: The Warden.
So first of all, we’re going to breathe into the Heart, and feel for any fractures.
We are going to listen, and we are going to talk.
Because the Heart is a Unicorn.
It’s a rare and magical creature with a bio-luminescence all of its own.
It sends out homing signals to those who speak its particular language.
– it doesn’t use English.
So, I can’t really say much more about it; nothing compares to what I could tell you with a hug.
If you want some intensive help to Clear your fucking Heart, then utilise this, and adapt it accordingly: for example, replace ‘mind’, with ‘heart’, and use your thoughts to sort out your feelings.
You could draw a Heart Mandala, and hear what it really has to say, face to face…
Creativity is the fire, that flame of inextinguishable you…
And don’t be mean to your Heart – it’s clearly been through enough.
Return to Sender
When Love wants to pour forth healing, potential, growth, expansion, and all sorts of untold magic, and the recipient for whom it was intended does not wish to receive it, it’s then that we must return that Love to sender.
Or burn forever with longing, and aim.
Divine Love comes from The Source.
That Bonfire of which we are flames.
Divine Love has plans for us all.
But there is also, free will.
First, Love is a gift.
Second, it is a choice.
So if we can’t let it out, it must go back in…
Commune with your Radiance, and Return unfulfilled Love to Sender.
Can you find it; that moment?
Can you isolate it?
What went wrong, and when did it happen?
I think I’ve figured it out – for me, at least.
Born from perfection, filled with vision and the essence of myself, and then thrown down here, in the dungeon of human debris, into Kali Ma’s Cremation Ground: you can’t save what does not want to be saved (and before you misinterpret “salvation” – everybody needs saving. There is danger everywhere).
To meet myself (you; the namaste; the humans; the rest of my oneness), and realise its addiction to self-destruction, and attachment to ‘ego’: the temporary life, and temporary identity. Who were you before you were named?
Who were you before you were renamed?
That is why, the so-called “enlightened ones” move away, to remote locations, move away, to mountain tops, move away, to the land of silence and “no-thought”, where they don’t have to listen to any of those nonversations – from their mind, nor the mind of others – nor engage in the false importance of pop music and celebrity politicians: Maya and The Matrix
Which is all fine and good… do whatever you want with your enlightenment, but what happens when the sprawl reaches the peace of the temples and holy lands?
Can you abandon reality for your individual peace, and leave the rest of your self (oneness) to its own lessons of awakening, in its own time?
It’s getting darker, here; imbalanced.
I am going down with this ship.
It takes a real saint to stay.
For me, I was born in a city, a sprawling metropolis of consumerism and anonymity; it used to be friendly, and small, but it’s changed. It’s less organic.
And I was born enlightened.
But I didn’t remember until after my Kundalini Rose, and sent me spiralling into others – none who remembered.
Until I found myself reflected in one who did remember.
And we both knew, without a doubt, that there was no more searching to be made.
We had stopped each other in the mirror.
For example, without context, how can anyone know who or what they are?
If I AM a Shaman, how would I know?
Would there even be a word for me?
Would I be labelled by others based on their perceptions of interacting with me?
Or would I have to meet “another myself” and wait for the chemical reaction of recognition and knowing.
If we said exactly the same things, at exactly the same moments, and knew exactly the same things…
But you’ll notice, it’s still not safe to say things like that:”Haha – lol – enlightened?! What an ego!”, “But you don’t look enlightened? Where is your ceremonial garb? Where are your superpowers?!”
– believe me, I have looked for them.
They included downloading skills and knowledge directly into my self (and this was before I knew what “downloading” was. I knew that school was a waste of time. Slow learning? Pfft)
They included altering my appearance.
They included an impenetrable shield, and serious kung fu.
There was levitation, and healing, and so much more…
And through dangers untold, and hardships unnumbered, I sought to reclaim what I had lost upon entering this new body, and holding sacred all I did remember.
And, of course, it all sounded like science fiction – until I encountered others who remembered. Or others who spoke of such things. That’s when I knew I hadn’t made them up.
The most controversial memory I have, is that when I was born, I knew there was something wrong with reincarnation.
But here, reincarnation is still a debatable topic as it is! We cannot even discuss the concept of it being flawed if it may or may not even exist…
So I had no one to talk to about that – ever – until I heard it spoken by Andrew Bartzis (unclear on his agenda or behaviour), and my favourite Alien, Airl (everything she says makes so much sense that I am forced to believe in her; she is one of the only ones speaking about the secret things I knew). Plus: I believe in me. And I have frighteningly little in common with the majority of people on Earth. I found myself reflected, only, in Alan Watts, and Hindu Teachings. You can read all about me, here.
Alan Watts is a great example of accessible divinity.
Study, Practice, Teaching, Experience, and Enlightenment – while still smoking cigarettes, having a drink, and making babies.
Because he existed in a modern, metropolitan context.
My own favourite, “people’s guru” that I shared the company of, was an ex-heroin junkie, and I’d bring him a pack of cigarettes and a can of coke when I’d visit. He was the holiest one I had ever met.
But there are many cultures, with many great wise people, who were never separated from divinity. From Africa, to Ireland, Scotland, Australia, Aotearoa, and The Amazon.
Separation had not been artificially introduced, and was not a ‘thing’.
There were many temples, and many great wise leaders ~ it was their job, and they were born to be. Just as one was born to be a mother. Or one was born to be a protector, or a Medicine Person. There was, and still is, an ORGANIC order.
One common misconception about enlightenment, is that it only happens to great sages and mystics in India, who worship at the feet of tradition.
Or great Zen Masters, with great discipline, who have silenced the mind and attained ~ *Living Peace*
The majority of, who in these tales, are men.
We know only their ways, journeys, and wisdom.
Being an enlightened female, in history, and in this day and age, is different to being an enlightened male.
Woman is sensuality, embodiment, spontaneity, and aliveness.
She is Dakini or Shakti.
She has many names, and none.
She is not like enlightened men.
His is a mind-control.
Hers is a freedom.
Very few enlightened women are visible in history, and today; and the ones who are, dress plainly to show a detachment from the material world.
But while you are matter, you are material.
One can merge into the ashram, into the group, and dissolve all sense of individuality to be part of the group mind – if you want to.
However, the only FEMALE role-model of enlightenment that we have today, in this modern world, is AMMA.
And what does she do?
Another common misconception about enlightenment, is COMPARISON.
Comparing Ramana Maharshi to Amma, or Alan Watts to Osho confuses the unique quality of what enlightenment actually is: it’s a revelation, a remembering, a reunion. An Activation. No two teachers – or huggers – alike.
Not all of us are smiling.
Having a great time.
“In Permanant Bliss”
Sometimes, Enlightenment just finds you.
But mostly, it is guided by teachers, gurus, and sages from Hindu or Buddhist traditions. They kept the teachings, while others had theirs burned and murdered.
I was born to be in a Temple – but they were all burned down before I came; I had to come, just to rebuild them. For I am not the only one born for temples… “WE” have come (and were always here) to make Divinity accessible, again. Someone spread some awful rumour that it belonged only to THE Son of “God” -just the one. 😉
Base Humanity can ascend and transcend the limits of the temporary human personality – but you may have noticed that the “Ascension Movement” was hijacked by duality wars, psychic pollution, and mass confusion akin to religious fervour.
My ceremonies have evaporated with my culture, my people, and our teachings – I wear a Uniform of Black; for mourning… or because blackness used to mean something else. I am a lone, here. Alone, all-one. On loan.
Adaptation? I hear that word echoing…
Only if you want to kill things that are different.
Adaptation into an inorganic being, obsessed with its temporary life: Transhumanism.
And by “neon”, I mean EGO
Do you really want to live that much?
Being that I remember altering my physical form, I suspect others do, too; hence the popularity of plastic surgery, and transhumanistic thought.
But the more I notice, the more I see many mixed agendas on this planet; I see cults of different star systems.
And of course, I don’t mind; it’s exciting… UNLESS IT HURTS ANOTHER.
And people ARE hurting at the hands of some agendas
Once upon a time, we thought like this:
“We do not inherit the Earth from our Ancestors. We borrow it from our children.”
THIS SOLSTICE, which is FOUR DAYS AWAY at the time of printing, Chief Arvol makes a request:
My heart is heavy as I share my feelings with each and every one of you; it feels as though humanity has gone too far. It was shown in a dream long ago, that we would come to a time in this global community, we would have to unite at our Sacred Sites once again to bring back healing. Many Nations would stand shoulder to shoulder in the Sacred Hoop. The future of our children’s health and wellbeing is dependent on our efforts. They need every person’s prayer from the Global Community.
We are sincerely asking prayers for the People that are spiritually disconnected who are making decisions that only last in their life time of survival for profit off Mother Earth. Mother Earth is the source of life not a resource. Many Sacred Sites have been abused and controlled by People who do not know Spirit.
In our prophecies when earth and climate change begins to disrupt the natural cycle of survival and life, the animals would warn with their sacred color white. This will be a sign of what is called the Crossroads; either be faced with chaos, disasters and witness tears from our relatives eyes or we can unite spiritually in this Global Community – All Nations, All Faiths, One Prayer.
We must regain the respect and honor back for the Sacred Sites and Sacred Places of worship. Long ago, wars left these places and people of prayer alone, today they are being destroyed. I know that many People feel the same as I do.
This has been a long journey of many tests and hardship at times. If it were not for the People that believed in spirit of the white animals we would have never come this far. We ran and rode horse back carrying that sacred message for the health and well being of Mother Earth and all her creation. We did our best. I would like to acknowledge all those who heard the call and sponsored the event of June 21st to grow on their continent and honor their local Sacred Site.
This year many will travel again to their sacred places. This year we will honor my Hunka (adopted) Father Dave Chief for instructing RED (Red Earth Descendants) to pray since 1996 at their Sacred Site. I ask the Global community to pray with us, whether it is a church, temple, synagogue, mosque or where ever the spirit may guide to pray with us on this day.
In a sacred hoop of life where there is no ending and beginning,
Onipiktec’a (that we shall live),
Nac’a (Traditional Leader -Chief) Arvol Looking Horse, 19th Generation Keeper of the Sacred White Buffalo Calf Pipe Bundle”
Who says I must?
Does “Namaste” mean anything to you?
It used to be liberation of the mind from Maya… simply, from the ego of the self, and the ego of others.
But now – for whatever reason – it is about more than just that: it is about liberation from a global agenda, as well.
Liberation from The Matrix – which was created within Maya.
A lie on top of a lie.
(Maya is not a ‘lie’ like you might think; it’s not ‘evil’, it was meant to be fun… Maya is the canvas… No canvas, no picture! No form, no party.)
The lie was created by egos that take everything so seriously; “THIS is reality: I am your god, you are my slave.” – and other egos believe it.
If they are allowed to destroy, enslave, and rape, why are we not allowed to create, liberate, and protect?
If they are allowed to say No, why are we not allowed to say NO, back!
Maya has many interpretations, but it is more than a word; Maya is the Dancing Canvas. It is everything that you think is real, that is really just a show.
If you can be *in* the show, *and* watching the show “at the same time”, you have become awakened; enlightened; liberated from Maya.
Non-participation is not necessary, while you are here.
Peace on the Mountain is a life-style choice.
But you are where you are; you have awakened where you are.
The Matrix is the Labyrinth of Confusion: Maya Central!
Again; be in the Matrix, but not of it.
“It’s all fun and games until someone loses an eye…” (Illuminati joke)
But now, this game is hurting people. It was already hard to remember we were just visiting, but now, our reality has been hijacked, and the controls put in place are deliberately designed to prevent us from Oak-ing… (Dear Acorn…)
Now, who, or what, is this control?
That’s right; the good ol’ Wizard of Oz.