What a strange time, to be celebrating, genuinely. Laughing and sharing good times, genuinely. And yet to be concerned about what is happening all around, also genuinely. To be aware of what is and what is to come. It's a hard thing, to be in more than one place at once. Sometimes I wouldn't mind being able to do things that others I know can do, stepping through the veil like stepping into another room. But most times I'm all right with being right where I am in that regard. High the price of such gifts.
I have the possibility of learning more about my pasts. Do I want to do that? No going back if I did. For now, I think I'm happy with the way things are, knowing that I can call on the skills and talents I've acquired over time. But if someday I think the need is there... For now, knowing without knowing is enough. That knowledge is not far away though; I can feel it.
Too much going on. Need to work on that.
Sunday, 21 December 2008
Winter Solstice
Late last night I lit a beeswax candle shaped like a pine cone for some personal observances, and as well we did an I Ching reading. Very illuminating. We'll be making some changes in the coming months. It promises to be a challenging year.
This morning Oakstone celebrated at the Sunwheel astrally. As I noted elsewhere, it's kind of fun walking through astral snow.
The snow is still coming down even as I write this afternoon.
Generally I find watching the snow fall to be a peaceful, delightful activity. Today, not so much... the motion catches my eye and I look out into the fields and hills and see.... desolation. Despair. An emptiness of the land. The land itself is in mourning. And what of the people there...
Looking out with intent, I don't think it is a physical environmental thing in our area, but whatever "it" is, it is so vast and far-reaching that even those not directly affected by it will still feel the spiritual and psychological side effects; hard to be a victim but hard to be a survivor and/or witness as well. Somewhere out there, a great and fearful thing is building; it is waiting but it will happen. It makes me want to weep with the power I sense from it. It will be a heartbreaking thing in so many ways.
I cannot prove it. I cannot point to articles or research. I cannot simply point to the vastness of the thing I have seen. I can only say that I have seen it.
For those who are aware and persevere, no matter what happens, there is still hope. This is the season where at the darkest time, a small spark of light is shining. Remember.
This morning Oakstone celebrated at the Sunwheel astrally. As I noted elsewhere, it's kind of fun walking through astral snow.
The snow is still coming down even as I write this afternoon.
Generally I find watching the snow fall to be a peaceful, delightful activity. Today, not so much... the motion catches my eye and I look out into the fields and hills and see.... desolation. Despair. An emptiness of the land. The land itself is in mourning. And what of the people there...
Looking out with intent, I don't think it is a physical environmental thing in our area, but whatever "it" is, it is so vast and far-reaching that even those not directly affected by it will still feel the spiritual and psychological side effects; hard to be a victim but hard to be a survivor and/or witness as well. Somewhere out there, a great and fearful thing is building; it is waiting but it will happen. It makes me want to weep with the power I sense from it. It will be a heartbreaking thing in so many ways.
I cannot prove it. I cannot point to articles or research. I cannot simply point to the vastness of the thing I have seen. I can only say that I have seen it.
For those who are aware and persevere, no matter what happens, there is still hope. This is the season where at the darkest time, a small spark of light is shining. Remember.
Tuesday, 9 December 2008
Dreams
First one is just a short bit, from a couple nights ago. Duke, the farm dog, went out the door of the house Lyle and I usually use, with someone who I'm pretty sure wasn't a family member. Very unusual, since he isn't on that close terms with many folks outside the family -- or, why he's such a good 'doorbell' for the farm, as he lets us all know when someone drives in to the dooryard. But he went willingly with this person. He is getting a little older and stiff in the hips, so I wonder...
Second one is from last night. Siani and Lyle were in it.
Busy place, lots of people, both indoors and out. Kind of like a fair or event or concert or all of the above? L and I got separated, maybe because we were looking at different things. It wasn't an alarming thing to have happen.
I went into the library. It was a rather ordinary-looking library, one of the more modern constructs, with bright lighting.
In the library was Siani. She was seated, looking downward almost like she was hiding her face/presence. She was dressed in her white druid robes, or at least the over robe was white. Her nemyss was white with a gold edge. Or maybe gold with some hints of blue and some other colors in it? I remember there being more than just white and gold. She had her staff in one hand. She was lean and fit, much closer to how I remember her being years ago, except still with the hair color she has today.
I sat down to talk with her for a bit, and among other things she mentioned a learning program that she'd been working on and had completed. It could be studied in school or independently. She wondered if I had a copy if I would actually read it. I joked that if I were interested in something in both chapters 4 and 6 I would likely read chapter 5 just for completeness, but that yes, I would read the whole thing if I had a copy. Now, it's a question worth asking because with some types of books I often only read parts of them, especially reference-type books. And there were a lot of chapters, at least 13. And maybe there was going to be more written at some point? Not sure, but seems like there ought to be 19, don't you think? Or perhaps the last chapters will be written by each person when he or she is ready.... hm...
We both got up and left the library, looking for Lyle. Although at the beginning of the dream it had been late evening, now it morning. We were holding hands as we went. I don't know why, but I think it was important, to signify a close connection?
Few people were stirring at such an early hour, and some people were sleeping outdoors as well as wherever one might normally think of staying the night. Siani saw one such sleeping to one side and noted the sheathed machete on the belt. The person's face was covered with something (to shield from the sun?). She wondered if it might be Lyle, but I said 'no' because the clothing was wrong -- modern clothing, which on waking I realized was what stood out the most, so he and I were likely wearing some of our more druidic or homemade clothing ourselves, although not white robes (sorry, a little fuzzy on some details). Also, the machete was on the left side instead of the right, which is where L wears it when he's out working in the woods. We walked on and eventually found Lyle, who'd been busy elsewhere, I think learning about what was going on in the area and who was who.
That's it for now.
Second one is from last night. Siani and Lyle were in it.
Busy place, lots of people, both indoors and out. Kind of like a fair or event or concert or all of the above? L and I got separated, maybe because we were looking at different things. It wasn't an alarming thing to have happen.
I went into the library. It was a rather ordinary-looking library, one of the more modern constructs, with bright lighting.
In the library was Siani. She was seated, looking downward almost like she was hiding her face/presence. She was dressed in her white druid robes, or at least the over robe was white. Her nemyss was white with a gold edge. Or maybe gold with some hints of blue and some other colors in it? I remember there being more than just white and gold. She had her staff in one hand. She was lean and fit, much closer to how I remember her being years ago, except still with the hair color she has today.
I sat down to talk with her for a bit, and among other things she mentioned a learning program that she'd been working on and had completed. It could be studied in school or independently. She wondered if I had a copy if I would actually read it. I joked that if I were interested in something in both chapters 4 and 6 I would likely read chapter 5 just for completeness, but that yes, I would read the whole thing if I had a copy. Now, it's a question worth asking because with some types of books I often only read parts of them, especially reference-type books. And there were a lot of chapters, at least 13. And maybe there was going to be more written at some point? Not sure, but seems like there ought to be 19, don't you think? Or perhaps the last chapters will be written by each person when he or she is ready.... hm...
We both got up and left the library, looking for Lyle. Although at the beginning of the dream it had been late evening, now it morning. We were holding hands as we went. I don't know why, but I think it was important, to signify a close connection?
Few people were stirring at such an early hour, and some people were sleeping outdoors as well as wherever one might normally think of staying the night. Siani saw one such sleeping to one side and noted the sheathed machete on the belt. The person's face was covered with something (to shield from the sun?). She wondered if it might be Lyle, but I said 'no' because the clothing was wrong -- modern clothing, which on waking I realized was what stood out the most, so he and I were likely wearing some of our more druidic or homemade clothing ourselves, although not white robes (sorry, a little fuzzy on some details). Also, the machete was on the left side instead of the right, which is where L wears it when he's out working in the woods. We walked on and eventually found Lyle, who'd been busy elsewhere, I think learning about what was going on in the area and who was who.
That's it for now.
Hopi Prophecy
One of the messages going around this year... (I posted this at my other blog also)
“You have been telling the people that this is the Eleventh Hour.
Now you must go back and tell the people that this is the Hour.
And there are things to be considered:
Where are you living? What are you doing?
What are your relationships? Are you in right relation?
Where is your water? Know your garden.
It is time to speak your Truth.
Create your community.
Be good to each other.
And do not look outside yourself for the leader.
This could be a good time!
There is a river flowing now very fast.
It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid.
They will try to hold on to the shore.
They will feel they are being torn apart, and they will suffer greatly.
Know the river has its destination.
The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of
the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above the water.
See who is in there with you and celebrate.
At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally.
Least of all, ourselves.
For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey comes to a
halt. The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves!
Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary.
All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.”
–The Elders, Oraibi, Arizona Hopi Nation
***
In the I Ching, there is the phrase "Step into the Great River". When this comes up as part of a reading, it means that now is the time to take action. There are times in life for everything - resting, learning, sharing, keeping one's counsel, turning away from a path, leading, following, working together.
When it is time to step into the great river, do not hesitate. Do not let doubt control your actions. Some people may think that it is still better to stay at the river's edge, but then their hopes and dreams may be lost as the riverbank is worn away.
Interesting that in this Hopi prophecy and in the I Ching, change is not necessarily something to be feared. Many people fear the unknown in the modern world, but who profits most from things remaining stagnant? Worth thinking about.
“You have been telling the people that this is the Eleventh Hour.
Now you must go back and tell the people that this is the Hour.
And there are things to be considered:
Where are you living? What are you doing?
What are your relationships? Are you in right relation?
Where is your water? Know your garden.
It is time to speak your Truth.
Create your community.
Be good to each other.
And do not look outside yourself for the leader.
This could be a good time!
There is a river flowing now very fast.
It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid.
They will try to hold on to the shore.
They will feel they are being torn apart, and they will suffer greatly.
Know the river has its destination.
The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of
the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above the water.
See who is in there with you and celebrate.
At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally.
Least of all, ourselves.
For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey comes to a
halt. The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves!
Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary.
All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.”
–The Elders, Oraibi, Arizona Hopi Nation
***
In the I Ching, there is the phrase "Step into the Great River". When this comes up as part of a reading, it means that now is the time to take action. There are times in life for everything - resting, learning, sharing, keeping one's counsel, turning away from a path, leading, following, working together.
When it is time to step into the great river, do not hesitate. Do not let doubt control your actions. Some people may think that it is still better to stay at the river's edge, but then their hopes and dreams may be lost as the riverbank is worn away.
Interesting that in this Hopi prophecy and in the I Ching, change is not necessarily something to be feared. Many people fear the unknown in the modern world, but who profits most from things remaining stagnant? Worth thinking about.
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