The Fall

Again, I fall.

To write takes courage, to sort through the dark, dim and sorrowful events attempting to assemble some words to make sense of what has happened. I am but a broken soul cautiously attempting to mend the broken reality that is her world.

As I sit here and write, I wonder: “Do I find these words poetic enough to share with the rest of you? Have I adorned my pain and agony with enough prose and beauty for you to accept it, to read it, even glance at it?”

The truth is, no matter how raw my writing gets, you will never truly feel the crude, gruesome and brutal crushing weight of being stuck in a life you despise, a mind you cannot control, and a body that serves no purpose but holding you down.

What aches the most is the futility of it all. The absurdity of life peaks in our inability to accept it in its crudest and most chaotic form.

To keep things short and simple, I am suffocating and lost my will to breathe.

~A.
~Gail Potocki.

Brighid Exalted Lady

“Brighid, Thou Exalted Lady,
Bríd, Brig, Bride, Brigit, Brigantia,
Sainted One, Foster-Mother of the Christ and all who came before,
You Who keep watch at the sacred fires.
Healer, smith, poet; midwife, keener, shaper, transformer.
Across miles and across aeons
Your children call.
Beloved Brighid, arise.
In the secret cave of this dark night, light the fire of spring.
Lady Most High, Muime, Fire of Creation,
Well-Keeper, Mother of the Isles, Living Oak, Aid-Woman,
Forger of Souls:
On gentle wings, carried by flame,
Heed our cries and be with us this Imbolc eve.
Arise from betwixt us, each fire feeding the other,
Spread your mantle over this reaching circle of spirits.
Bring to our souls nourishing milk,
To our hearths, wood and heat,
To our heads, the bright flame of clarity,
To our hearts, clear water and soothing herbs,
To our hands, strength and resilience to shape and be shaped.
Under Your branches, before Your forge,
In the water of Your well, in the solace of Your hearth,
We await You.
Arrive and be welcomed.
O tar isteach, tá céad fáilte romhat, a bhean uasail!
O enter, you are a hundred times welcome, noble Lady!

~ Invocation by Temiel
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Art: Nadia Turner, “Brigid, Daughter of the Fae, of the Tuatha De Danann”
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Mary Magdaline

Mary Magdalene embodies the capacity we all have to merge with the soul and receive divine guidance through a love that never ends. Mary was born in the first century in Magdala, Israel. She was the first to witness the resurrection, and for this reason is revered in Christianity as the Apostle to the Apostles. Author and Episcopal priest Cynthia Bourgeault relates that the Gospels of Thomas, Philip, and Mary Magdalene all reveal Mary not only as Jesus’s beloved companion, koinonos, but also as an equal partner in teaching and transmission. (p.42, The Meaning of Mary Magdalene.) Bourgeault believes that Mary Magdalene’s gospel contains a secret teaching that Christ gave to Mary so that she could pass though the seven stages to reach the soul, or the nous, which is the highest point of the soul. And it is this union with her soul that allows Mary to see the risen Christ.

In classic iconography Mary Magdalene is associated with an egg and the color red because of an Eastern Orthodox legend. It says that she used an egg to teach the court of Tiberius Caesar about resurrection. Caesar doubted her and responded that a person could no more rise from the dead than the egg in her hand turn red. The egg turned red immediately. Legends relate that Mary then traveled to the south of France to escape persecution and to continue her ministry. It is believed she lived the last thirty years of her life in the caves at St. Baume. There she met with Christ with a love that inhabits the human heart but that lives on beyond it.

When your soul selects her card:

Mary Magdalene represents the fierce, unwavering love that we all have access to within our own vulnerable hearts. It’s a love that renders all things sacred from the animals to the angels, from the poorest to the most powerful. It’s a love that sees the inherent worth of all things. And it’s a love that remains, even through the darkest times, even through death; her love is the one that resurrects.

The Gospel of Mary Magdalene relates that Jesus came to unite us, to demonstrate to us a “true human being,” an “Anthropos,” meaning a person who is both fully human, and fully divine. This is what Mary became and it’s why she was so beloved to Jesus. She didn’t seek to follow him; she sought instead to become her true self.
Mary Magdalene reminds us that we have the power to receive vision from within. We are worthy of such proximity to the divine because that’s the other half of what it means to be truly human. She reminds us that there’s a bridge between heaven and earth, and that we are that bridge. And she wants us to remember that the truest church we can ever enter is in the heart. This is where our true power rests and where love never ends. “

  • Excerpted from “The Divine Feminine Oracle” by Meggan Watterson; illustrated by Lisbeth Cheever-Gessaman

“Mary of Magdala”
Mixed Media
2018

Surviving ! My friend Amy ,Celebrates 1 year Anniversary

A year ago today, at this time, I was laying in the snow, half naked, semi-consious, fighting for my life. Unable to walk after a seizure, I only remembered focusing on getting warm. My car battery was dead and I couldn’t charge my phone. I had managed to get to my car by rolling across the ground. The young man that found me at 11 clock that morning later told me that it looked like a war zone where I had struggled to get in the car. Frost bitten hands and feet did not help the situation. I couldn’t feel the car keys in my hand and remember I kept dropping them – I couldn’t feel them. I know that I am alive today for many reasons and I thank God for all of them. I will never forget thinking that where I was at was a vacation destination. Where we’re all the cross country skiers? Instead I was sent a man riding his bike in the snow. I said, You’ve got to be kidding. He saw me wave my arm and rushed over. He went home, called emergency services, then came back with blankets to cover me till help arrived. I could feel the warmth from the blankets, instantly. That’s all I remembered until they started putting a warm saline solution in me in the ambulance. They had heated blankets. Then I woke up in the ER. My life changed from that day. I’m extremely grateful to everyone that helped me along the way. While I get snowed in today, I get to reflect on my life. What a gift.

The experience Amy had , repeated an experience Dad had and he survived 6 months before exiting

Amy’s experience revealed many wonderful affirmations as we share a birth year and both have weathered much loss .

Amy proved our services DO care about elders and she was put in alignment with “helpers” and much prayer as she has survived, and thrives these days certainly grateful for the opportunity to grow and share herself , her wisdoms and yes her joy and love.

Amy shares the birth sign of Capricorn ♑as was my Dad and she’s as tenacious and focused as Dad was , and she’s my dear friend .

I celebrate Amy on this day, and look forward to many more days with Amy being part of my ” tribe” as changes test us collectively we know we have a part in pulling Heaven to Earth and I’m Blessed as are many that Divinity was with Amy Adams

and revealed to the community and soon the world will read her story and be uplifted by her journey as a Crone …a very very wise woman !

Blessings & Peace

Dona Luna

She’s Opening her Phoenix code ; Ignited

She’s opening her phoenix code.

That is because she’s ignited a sacred fire inside her that holds the fire of the sun. It’s burning to ashes all that is untrue in her life.

No one else but she herself can now shine the light to who she’s becoming. She’s always looked for mentors and idols to emulate. Not any more.

She’s evolving into a woman who is unique. No one in her world really fits the template for who she is becoming. Her path is singular, specially laid out for her. She’s realising that at this time she has to fall back on herself to mould, forge and craft her new self.

She did have heroines and heroes in her life, but the more she’s maturing, the more she’s acknowledging her own awesomeness. This is new for her, re-creating herself from her own example. Her work with ending the cycle of victimhood and coming into a deep honouring of herself, is birthing this new being. This time round, her imagination is powerfully by her side, showing her who she truly is.

She’s living in times of transition, and she’s excitedly stepping into this unfamiliar journey that is beyond standards, beyond regular & normal. Even beyond ideal. If she needs a teacher or mentor now, she’s choosing the one who will teach her how to tend her own sacred fire.

The key to owning all of herself, is to be her own source.

She’s remembering the art of reincarnating in the same body.

The more she stands in her own singularity, the better she fits into her world.

~Sukhvinder Sircar

Art by Boris Indricov http://www.indricov.com

Treads : Weaving Women

My grandmother once gave me a tip:
In difficult times, move forward in small steps.
Do what you have to do, but little by little.
Don’t think about the future
or what may happen tomorrow.

Wash the dishes.
Remove the dust.
Write a letter.
Make a soup.

You see?

Advance step by step.
Take a step and stop.
Rest a little.
Praise yourself.
Take another step.
And then another.

You won’t notice, but your steps will grow more and more.
And the time will come when you can think about the future without crying.

Author: Elena Mikhalkova

Photo Artist: Whang-Od

Small Steps

My grandmother once gave me a tip:
In difficult times, move forward in small steps.
Do what you have to do, but little by little.
Don’t think about the future
or what may happen tomorrow.

Wash the dishes.
Remove the dust.
Write a letter.
Make a soup.

You see?

Advance step by step.
Take a step and stop.
Rest a little.
Praise yourself.
Take another step.
And then another.

You won’t notice, but your steps will grow more and more.
And the time will come when you can think about the future without crying.

Author: Elena Mikhalkova

Photo Artist: Whang-Od

Learning new stuff

Why not take a break from the Coronavirus news and learn something new. 1. Who are you named after?

My family didn’t name me after anyone but I always wished I’d 2. Last time you cried? When I had to bury a puppy.  3. Do you like your handwriting? Not anymore.  4. What is your favorite lunch meal? Can’t pick just one.   5. Longest relationship? 28 years 6. Do you still have your tonsils? Yes 7. Would you bungee jump? Nope 8. What is your favorite kind of cereal? Yogurt, granola and fruit.  9. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? Yes, they’re boots.  10. Do you think you’re strong willed? Yes 11. Favorite ice cream?  Pistachio  12. What is the first thing you notice about a person? Their personality 13. Football or baseball? Neither 14. Favorite donut? Lemon filled 15. Last thing you ate? Brunswick stew  16. What are you listening to? Zeke snore 17. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Orange  18. What is your favorite smell? Sheets off a clothesline.  19. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? Xantha  20. Married? Yes 21. Hair color?  Grey 22. Eye Color?  Green  23. Favorite food to eat? Dessert 24. Scary movies or happy ending?Solved mystery 25. Last movie you watched In a Movie theater? Good question.  26. What color shirt are you wearing? Black, grey and white  27. Favorite Holiday? July 4 28. Beer or Wine? Beer on the rare occasion.  29. Night owl or morning? Morning 30. Favorite day of the week? All the same to me.  31. Favorite animal? Dogs 32. Do you have a pet? Yes, 3 33. Where would you like to travel? Montana or Iceland   Copy and paste into your status and just change your answers or on my page below if ya don’t want it on your page.