Summer Solstice

S U M M E R ~ S O L S T I C E

Tomorrow is the solstice.

In the northern hemisphere, the Sun will reach its apex in the heavens and begin its descent into the ripening beauty of summertime.

As the Sun crosses through its gateway, all the high strung mental agonies of Gemini will be washed away by the dreamy bliss of Cancer season.

The watery realm of Cancer is an oasis, offering you a lingering moment to shut out the world and retreat into daydreams, where life’s pleasures and mysteries can be deeply explored.

Myths have sought to answer these questions throughout the ages.

One example comes from the ancient Greeks, who imagined that human souls were born from the stars, passing from heaven to earth through the Sun’s Gate at the Tropic of Cancer.

One allegory that describes how a soul crossed through the Tropic of Cancer comes from Homer’s Odyssey, in a place he called the Cave of the Nymphs.

The 3rd Century scholar, Porphyry, interpreted Homer’s Cave of the Nymphs as a place between worlds, a passage for the soul’s journey from heaven to earth.

Nymphs were water spirits, evoking a gentle womb-like place where heavenly souls prepared for birth. Souls were described as being like clouds, growing heavy with desire until they condensed enough to be born into matter.

The climax of the Sun’s light at the solstice inspires a high vantage point to reflect upon who you are and where you’re going in life. Whether you imagine your soul’s heavenly origins or not, the solstice is a sacred time of year.

The Cave of the Nymphs offers a portal into your soul’s origins, inviting the gentle waters to nourish and restore you before the world summons you back into its tangle of thorns.

At the solstice it’s important to pause, to return to that inner sanctuary where you can reflect. The year is halfway over. The days aren’t getting any longer. And you’re not getting any younger. This is why a yearning to know the depths of your soul awakens, inspiring a sense of mythic meaning and divine purpose to return.

The Sun in Cancer inspires a longing to know your soul’s history. How did you come to be born in this world? And why does it feel like you’re so far away from home?

New Earth Ascension NOW

EARTHCHANGES ASCENSION & SOUL WORK! The clearances have begun. We don”t have to do anything directly. Stay in your heart LOVE SPACE. Just watch the Fear Factory Puppeteers die off naturally. If they are not willing to release their dark heavy fear based control and greed energy and their trauma….. then the high Shumann Resonance of Earth’s ascending frequency will either kill them off or make them crazy or both. We are watching an Ascending Earth. I shall do my part for grounding in a new LOVE based paradigm wIth prayer, drumming, singing, ceremony, healing art and shamanizing to create personal and planetary healing. Care ro join me?

Azurae Windwalker

Amethyst Center , Blue Ridge, Ava

Fatherly Heart

The fatherly heart is so important that we must all learn to embody it, whether male or female, young or old, parents or grandparents . . . a fatherly heart brings hope, promise and possibility into one’s life, while the lack of a fatherly heart often brings hopelessness and despair and the violence that follows.

A fatherly heart gives us wings, providing us with ambition, empowerment, and strength. The fatherly heart also provides boundaries and contains us, grounding us like the Green Man. A good father encourages personal and individual responsibility. A fatherly heart does not foster dependency or co-dependency but healthy individuality.

An authentic fatherly heart is in love with life, and is a nourisher and supporter of (this love of life) . . .

An authentic father is a caretaker for Mother Earth, working to make sure her creatures, soil, water, air and forests are healthy. A fatherly heart goes out of its way to foster mutual communication within a family and a community: a communication that flows both ways, listening and speaking, teaching and learning . . .

~ Matthew Fox, from The Hidden Spirituality of Men: Ten Metaphors to Awaken the Sacred Masculine

Art: Margarita Sikorskaia

Boys hunger for Father’s Rescue

“Boys don’t hunger for fathers who will model traditional mores of masculinity. They hunger for fathers who will rescue them from it. They need fathers who have themselves emerged from the gauntlet of their own socialization with some degree of emotional intactness.

Sons don’t want their father’s ‘balls,’ they want their hearts. And, for many, the heart of a father is a difficult item to come by. The key component of a boy’s healthy relationship to his father is affection, not ‘masculinity.’ The boys who fare poorly in their psychological adjustment are not those without fathers, but those with abusive or neglectful fathers.

Contrary to the traditional stereotype, a sweet man in an apron who helps out with the housework may be just the nurturant kind of father a boy most needs.”

~Terrence Real, I Don’t Want To Talk About It:

Overcoming the Secret Legacy of Male Depression

Art: Kieth Mallett

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Dads by Craig Childress PsyD

I won’t wish you happy Father’s Day until it is one. Besides, Father’s Day is a false celebration.

It’s to balance Mother’s Day because otherwise it’s too obvious that we don’t value the role of fathers. We don’t even yet understand the role of fathers.

Dads are hugely important, but not even dads always understand how important. Men don’t even understand their role as fathers as fully as they should and can.

I’ve watched us grow as men, as dads. We’re very different now than the 1940s and 50s dad – pre-revolution era marginalized dads.

We’ve been poorly taught as boy-men in our cultural societies. Men became lost in their dominance, rippling our child abuse as children throughout history until now. It has been a violent world.

We began to awaken to the meaning of being a father, and a man, in the 1960s. Before that there were strictly defined roles, men worked, they were the “breadwinners” in a single-income family. The mother raised the children, she was a “housewife”.

There was no divorce. Women and children were the man’s property. Child abuse and spousal abuse were rampant. The violence in our families produced a lot of violence in our societies across all of time.

In a violent world, violence is adaptive. It was a violent world of trauma. We adapted.

We’re leaving the violence of our ancestors. They were insane in their Age of Kings & Empires, the ages of trauma and suffering they endured to reach this place for their children – us.

Men are reorienting now. Women are reorienting now. Cultures are encountering cultures. We are reorienting to our children. We are reorienting to what it means to be family.

Intact families, separated families, single-parent families, blended step-families, two-dad and two-mom families, all within a variety of cultural backgrounds of context, blending, shifting, growing, and evolving in contact.

Child abuse protection laws are recent. Our foster care system is nearly as abusive as the abusive home. Our education system is an abomination. We don’t value children. Not yet.

We don’t value fathers either. We try to, sort of, but we don’t. Not yet. Men and women are equal as parents – as moms and dads. Equality, what a concept.

There are four types of relationship in the family and they depend on the gender of the parent and gender of the child. Two are cross-gender relationships, father-daughter and mother-son, these are the high-affection bonds. Two are same-gender bonds, father-son and mother-daughter, these are the values and identity bonds.

Fathers and mothers are different for sons and daughters. Neither is replaceable by the other, neither is expendable, and both are of equal value to the child.

Equality, what a concept.

They’re different. Mothers and fathers are different because they can’t help but be different by their roles, one’s mom, and one’s dad. They do different things in different ways that only dads and moms can do – differently.

These four bonds are not replaceable by the other in the pair.

The same-gender father-son values and identity bond is not replaceable by the cross-gender high-affection mother-son bond. Dads and moms are different for their sons and daughters.

The father-daughter cross-gender high-affection bond is not replaceable by the same-gender values and identity mother-daughter bond. Dads and moms are different, they do different things for sons and daughters.

People are not replaceable. Dads are special and everyone only gets one dad. Moms are special and everyone only gets one mom. We don’t values moms. We don’t value dads. I wonder why that is?

We had it all worked out until recently, there were rigid gender roles we followed, and a strong religiosity in society to guide us so we’d all be the same or we’d be punished for being different than what we were told to be.

And no birth control pills. Don’t underestimate the powerful influence that birth control pills had upon the shifting social landscape in the last fifty years.

There were ‘rules’ and consequences in society to keep everyone in line with the rules set by the authority. Break the rules, and you’ll be punished.

But then that all got blown apart in the 60s. All the rules were broken. I remember. I was there. I watched it happen. Social rules were broken. It was excellent music.

It was a lot of fun too, except the part where the people died and stuff. There’s a solemn black marker in DC with names – names of people who died. Our parents were killing their children. They were insane from the traumas they experienced in WW-II and before.

WW-I and WW-II were tough times on the minds that were there. They carried those tough times within them when (if) they returned.

Things changed in the 60s, and by the 80s divorce became much-much more common as values changed toward increased authenticity and the need for love.

That fragmented the family. The single-income household vanished, and single-parent households appeared, as did blended families, and custody schedules of shared time with the child.

Every-other-weekend isn’t very much time for one parent, and equally shared time means a constantly shifting home-base for the child between two homes. Things were different.

A lot of things changed. We faced things we hadn’t faced before.

Men who have been brutalized into our gender-role were being set free as well. We were given token permission to love and be loved too. But not actually. We had to be men, strong, confident, and successful – and now soft and nurturing too. Expectations changed, yet didn’t.

The same can be said of women as they extended out into their roles, only different. Because men and women are different, equal and the same, but different in the way of things.

Men needed to find themselves outside of their gender-roles, just as women were also emerging from their gender-roles of the past to find their authenticity. Freedom for one brings freedom for the other, and it also requires a renegotiation from the authenticity of both… that can be challenging.

It’s a time of transition – bumpy – because we’re transitioning at some fundamental levels of us, who we are, and how we organize our world.

What’s it mean to be a father? A man? What do we teach our young boys as they become men about what it means to be a man, a husband, a father? What do we teach our daughters about what it means to be a man, a husband, and a father? What do we teach her about who she is and her intrinsic value of being?

Figure it out. That’s your job, dad. You’re the dad.

There’s no ‘rules’ anymore. You’re a dad, so whatever that is – that’s what it means. You define the role because you are the role. What does that role mean to you? Live into that role – because its you. You’re a dad.

They won’t allow that. I know. So it’s not yet a happy father’s day. I know that too. It’s okay, it’s not about days anyway, we’re not girls about the celebration stuff, we’re guys, but soft guys and it hurts all the time when we can’t be dads like we wanna be. I know that too.

So let’s do something about that to fix it, because we’re dads and that’s what dads do – fix things, especially when our kids need stuff fixed.

The family courts are in chaos because professional psychology has failed them. The field of forensic psychology, your own “special” psychologists just for you who don’t diagnose or treat pathology, is a failed experiment in service delivery.

A massively failed experiment.

Dads have found their voice through the challenges they’ve faced. Dads have come together in a common purpose – their children. Dads have called for equality – excellent. That’s exactly where we need to be.

Moms and dads are different – and equal to the child. That’s mom. That’s dad. Neither is replaceable. Neither is expendable.

Psychology is broken. We’ll need to fix psychology. Okay.

We need to end forensic psychology, it’s a failed experiment in service delivery. Okay. We’ll do that by holding them accountable, and we’ll just switch them out for clinical psychologists.

We need to get clinical psychologists here, the treatment psychologists, they need to come back. That will be Dialectic Behavior Therapy (DBT; Linehan) for the personality pathology, informed by the attachment therapy of Emotionally Focused Therapy (EFT; Johnson). Okay. Let’s get them over here.

We need to make it safe for them to return. Okay.

I’m a clinical psychologist working in the family courts, if they walk where I walk and step where I step, treatment not custody, they’ll be safe. That’s my job. I’m not unique, just the first to return.

I’m guy-wired because I’m a guy. I don’t talk round-and-round about problems. I like to do something about them to fix ’em… because I’m a man-dad guy and that’s how we’re wired… a kinda straight-ahead how do we fix things approach.

So that’s what I did. We’re on a linear path, we’re done with the round-n-round of fight-and-fight. We’re headed in a direction, and that direction is a solution so that every day becomes a happy father’s day and a happy mother’s day because that’s good for the child – a happy child day, and week, and year, and life.

Step-by-step. It is always the same information – the established knowledge of psychology – it is always the same request – a written treatment plan based on an accurate diagnosis. It is always the same ethical requirements, Standards 2.04 and 9.01, and failure in their duty to protect obligations.

Each time you educate the judge, you educate that judge for the next family too. Each time you hold a mental health professional accountable for incompetence, you clear away incompetence for the next family too.

Work for each other as you work for yourselves, fight for each other’s children as you fight for your own. You are not alone. You are more powerful than you know.

This is a marathon, not a sprint. Being dad is for a lifetime.

Do you know what I’d do if I were you? I’d talk to a special mom, I’d talk to Dorcy. She was that kid torn away and torn apart. She recovered with her dad, and then recovered a lot more kids with their moms and dads both.

She’s the most experienced professional over here at fixing things. I’d talk to her, and I’d listen. Get organized, get a plan, execute the plan.

You need a treatment plan. For that you need a diagnosis. You’ll need a local mental health person to diagnose (identify) and treat (fix) the problem (pathology).

I can serve as a second-opinion consultant through tele-health – hooray for the Internet. See? Solutions.

With Dr. C on one side and Dorcy on the other, and with you in the middle carrying the ball, let’s do this because it needs to be done, for all children everywhere.

Happy Father’s Day… pending completion of our current assignment… fix the family courts and child custody for all children everywhere. Okay.

Can you hand me that wrench.

Craig Childress, Psy.D.

Clinical Psychologist, CA PSY 18857

Saying Good Bye to a Parent

When you say goodbye to a parent.

You are suddenly living in a whole new world.

You are no longer ‘the child’ and regardless of how long you have officially been ‘grown up’ for, you realise you actually never were until this moment. The shock of this adjustment will shake your very core.

When you have finally said goodbye to both your parents, assuming you were lucky enough to have had two. You are an orphan on this earth and that never, ever gets easier to take no matter how old and grey you are yourself and no matter how many children of your own you have.

You see, a part of your body is physically connected to the people that made it and also a part of your soul. When they no longer live, it is as if you are missing something practical that you need – like a finger or an arm. Because really, you are. You are missing your parent and that is something far more necessary than any limb.

And yet the connection is so strong it carries on somehow, no-one knows how exactly. But they are there. In some way, shape or form they are still guiding you if you listen closely enough. You can hear the words they would choose to say to you.

You can feel the warmth of their approval, their smile when a goal is achieved, their all-consuming love filling the air around you when a baby is born they haven’t met.

If you watch your children very closely you will see that they too have a connection with your parents long after they are gone. They will say things that resonate with you because it brings so many memories of the parent you are missing. They will carry on traits, thoughts and sometimes they will even see them in their dreams.

This is not something we can explain.

Love is a very mystical and wondrous entity.

It is far better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all and grief, grief is the price of that love. The deeper the love the stronger the grief.

When you say goodbye to a parent, do not forget to connect with that little girl who still lives inside you somewhere.

Take very good care of her, for she, she will be alone and scared.

When you say goodbye to your parents, you lose an identity, a place in the world. When the people who put you on this earth are no longer here, it changes everything.

Look after yourself the way they looked after you and listen out for them when you need it the most.

They never really leave.

Donna Ashworth

From ‘to the women’: https://tinyurl.com/ye9f93zd

#fathersday #griefpoetry

Play

My mom never played with me.

Maybe the occasional time, but it was rare.

I don’t remember asking her to either.

I remember knowing that she wouldn’t if I did.

She was working full time and looking after house and groceries and dinners.

My dad worked hard too and came home at dinner time.

Neither of them had much time to play.

And when they did find spare time in their day, they didn’t want to spend it entertaining their kids.

That’s not to say we didn’t feel loved.

We were showered with love. Our parents talked and listened to us and included us in family decisions. Breakfasts and dinners were always had as a family by the dining table. Talking about the day ahead or the day that was.

Bedtime stories every bedtime.

They took us on adventures and travels.

We went fishing and hunting. We helped bake cakes. Had long family walks in forests. Camping trips. Bonfires. Movie nights. Tickles and hugs and play fights and love love love.

But when it came to playing, we were expected to entertain ourselves.

It didn’t matter to me. I loved playing by myself or with my little brother.

We could get lost in a universe of our own.

I’d spend hours playing with my barbies in the grass, while my parents were gardening.

My brother and I would turn boxes into robots. We would build forts and make magnificent creations with Lego’s.

We would read books and Donald Duck comics.

When I was eight I started writing my own stories. After years of being engrossed in my own universe, my imagination was always on the run and eager to be let out.

I loved my own company. I still do.

Now as a mom myself, I too very rarely play with my own children.

My daughter will ask me and I’ll almost always gently decline.

Like my parents, I too work a full time job. When I find spare time in my day, I don’t want to spend it playing. It feels harsh to say that, but it’s the truth.

I shower them with love. I do all the same things my parents did. They know they’re loved.

I know they do.

But play. That is theirs. And theirs only.

Both of them are magnificent at self play.

Even the 19 month old. They’ll spend ages playing with their dolls or in the sandpit.

Sometimes I’ll add a little flare to the game, shouting from the kitchen:

“Oh no! I think I hear the baby crying!”

And they’ll rush to soothe, feed, put it to bed. Game continues.

I’ll hear them chatting away to themselves and I’ll feel so proud and thrilled that they’ve been given the same gift that I got.

Because it IS a big gift to enjoy your own company like that.

It really is.

So I rarely play with my kids.

And I truly believe that’s okay ❤️

Edit:

Just to clarify, I massively believe in spending quality time with my kids. Read, sing, dance, walks, go swimming, look at them, talk to them, listen to them, joke with them. Love on them. That is important.

For me quality time is not pretend play. I don’t enjoy it, and she is better at it without me.

But when my child offers me a homemade sandmud cake full of dandelions and rocks, I pretend eat it. Or if her doll is sick, I give it a kiss and a plaster. Of course I do. 🥰

Update :Ascension

KaRa 💜🌎💜

Via Erena Velazquez💜

Greetings,



I am KaRa, the Emissary from the Galactic Federation team, and I work directly under Ashtar Command. I am delighted to be back and telepathically speak through Universal Channel.

Since my last communication, the situation on your planet drastically changed in many areas. Russian people living in Ukraine asked Russia for help, and Putin started a special operation to save civilians and children from Azov neofascist battalion. Most of the countries in West and USA have been condemning Russian Federation. They are directly involved in the conflict by sending their army representatives and guns.

The power struggle continues between the Light and Darkness. Humans forgot, when they lived in higher vibrations and were technologically advanced civilization. Your advancement got reversed by the attacks from outworlders. The Star War happened over 500k years ago on Mother Earth.

Humankind became fractured by their own spiritual and technological rise and ego of being superior made them weak and became an easy target from Cosmos. You were in war with Anchors, Reptilians, Orions, Dark Race and others. In the end, you got enslaved, first by outworlders, and now you are controlled by Khazarian Mafia, who puts own people in your governments. Their crimes and monstrosities against humanity are endless and unspeakable.

Your planet shifted and moved to 5D despite, what is going in your reality. Mother Earth continues to wait for humans to catch up. The window of opportunity is shrinking for Ascension. Your civilization reached the point, where all of you need to make a decision about your survival. Are you moving forward by cleaning Mother Gaia from the Darkness or are you continue the same path leading to the planet destruction?

The planets, even whole Universes and Galaxies ceased to exist, after the civilizations loses their prospective, on how to stay in check with their egos. Your future is in your hands. Please, remember you are multidimensional beings, and you are capable to transform your world into a paradise. Don’t miss the momentum of getting back your planet. I have a faith in all of you that you can do it.

On our end, we are dealing with infestation of Luciferians, who desperately trying to reach your planet with objective to destroy it. Ashtar will tell you more about it in his next message. As right now, I am not allowed to disclose all facts, as we are in the middle of war with them. Please, receive my Love and Strength. Thank you Universal Channel

Be Objective and Truthful

KaRa

Channeled by Erena Velazquez