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Monday, 23 December 2013

Its almost time...


How are things for you my lovelies?

Blessings
Love and light

Wednesday, 18 December 2013

Things that make me cry...

some...in the most beautiful kind of way
like
packages from  dear friends over seas...









the joy of "feeling the love" can bring tears.
*
The pain of getting the news
that another dear sister-friend

 
is walking with cancer
...again...
this too brings tears...
beautiful tears of love, hope, warriorism and community.

Living in the ebb and flow...

Love and Light

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

Dreams...



Recently I had a conversation
with a dear sister about broken dreams.
Those that had been lost,
the ones that had not come true
and the pain and grief that comes with
this sort of thing.
 

She was sharing with me her own pain
from a dream that she had worked hard for
but it did not turn out as she had hoped/planned.
This happened many years ago
but the residue of disappointment
was still lingering
and she had found herself 
again 
walking through the grief and resentment
of this dream...THE DREAM
 not taking shape
as she had planned.


As she spoke to me
I could feel her emotions
as if they were mine.
And I listened intently
not only to her
but to the Light voice 
that was pouring into me.
I had a message to give her
not right then
for she needed to talk
she needed to be heard
she needed to unload.
A few days later we saw each other again
and I had the opportunity
to share with her the message I had been given.
And not only was I able to pass it on
she was open to receive it.
(This is always such a blessing!)


The message was
that it had been A DREAM
not THE DREAM
that is all.
All had not been a waste
all had not been lost
there was purpose it what had happened....
*
This whole exchange
and her story
brought me to a place of reflection.
I brought myself to my own place
of broken and dead dreams
and I found again and again
the common actions of surrender...
and letting go.
Moving past my own ego
of how I thought it should be
and finding place of Trust.
Trusting the Powers that rules my fate.
Trusting a Bigger Picture that I am unable to see.
Believing that all things work for the Higher Good. 
These were the tools I used/use to walk through
the grief and disappointment.
*
Granted
I know some dreams are harder to let go of
than others,
and this is something we all face
during our lives.
None of us walk with out the scars of disappointment.
*
I thought about 
THE DREAM.
 
What if there is not just one dream?
 
The Spiritual realm, 
compared to the limited
physical realm,
offers so much more in way of possibilities.
In our fleshy selves
we are limited to all that we are attached to.
But Spiritually, the possibilities are endless,
as vast as the Universe Herself.
So in that context:
 
What if there is not just ONE DREAM
that fulfills our purpose here?
What if it is many different dreams...
some that come to full bloom,
along with those whose buds don't quite open?
And it is in these successes and failures
our very purpose is found.
What if Spiritually
we are not limited to ONE
but lent to many?
 

What do you think
my lovelies?
One dream or many?
Are the dreams that die as important
as the dreams that flourish?
Share with me your thoughts...

Love and Light

Wednesday, 4 December 2013

45!


 The Event...
my 45th birthday
held at my favourite little neighbourhood pub...

my farthest traveler...coming to the burbs from the big city
my Moon Sister representing!

my closest guest...living right around the corner from the pub
bet you can guess who stayed till the end...lol

 It was a Monday night
so I did not expect a huge turn out...
I was pleasantly surprised.



My "other daughter"




My Light Sisters...love these women!
oh and Mitch...lol

photo bomber alert!!!

good times with great friends

our spectacular waitress Stephanie...nothing like a night out with a group and getting the BEST service EVER!!!!

my lovely friend and step mom to my son...she's one special lady!


 The last three standing...
along with me

This is what 45 looks like in my world


not so bad!

the next morning was spent on the dyke
to chase the cob webs away


Feeling Blessed
by the love of those around me.
So far 
45
is the cats meow!

Love and Light

Thursday, 28 November 2013

exhale.....


I did not know what to title this post
so I started it as I physically did...
with an exhale.
an exhale of release and contentment
an exhale indicating
that work has been happening
within
and without

The image above represents how I have been feeling
these days
some-what naked, raw and vulnerable
and yet
all with in the comfort of
Love, Familiarity, and Beauty.


This month in SouLodge
we have been journeying with Owl...
whom I hold dear
because of this story
For me Owl is a reflection of my Self
She has vision in the dark.
She consumes only what she needs,
from the rodents and night crawlers
she feasts on,
and expels what she does not.
She is a Shadow Stalker
a Keeper of the Night
Silent in her Wisdom
(still working on this one)
Knowing the importance of Going Within
to those dark places of our psyche
to set ourselves free...

So this months Soul-Work has been revealing
and hard.
Facing those thing with in myself
that are not so pretty~
the rodents of my soul...
so to speak.
Not facing them in with shame
but facing them in love and acceptance
realizing what they have to teach me
and also challenging me to let go
of the addictions
the obsessions
the distractions
that keep me from my soul purpose.
Moving me towards the freedom to express
my soul truth
my heart words
my Self.

I have watched myself consume my fears
and spit out the pellets
of what I no longer wish to carry
Bringing up those "pellets" stung 
as they scrapped up my throat...
they even cause sadness.

"All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another." ~Anatole France

And at the same time
they gave Freedom and Hope.

and I am ready to fly
I know this only happens
by going deep
there is no other way
but to trust in Spirit fully
and go where one is called...
not forced
but called gently
by the exhale
of
The One
*

I am also remembering...


when this lovely family stopped by 
on their way home to New Zealand, 
from China, last year.
What a special time it was...




ironically
our visit ended with this


I can still here Mark (and the kids)
laughing in the back
when the owl pooped lol

good times...
*

one last thing today
my lovelies


and we raised
(drum roll please)
over $100,000.00 for our centre
on Nativity Hill
in Medellin, Colombia.
AWESOME!
I plan to be going again in March
this time with my 18 year old niece : )
another grand adventure I am sure.
*

Well that is where things are at
my lovelies.
This Life is a Beautiful Mystery

Today
as with everyday
 I am grateful
for all that it offers me.


Love and Light

ps Happy Thanksgiving to all my American Lovelies

Monday, 11 November 2013

Lest We Forget...




Today in Canada is Remembrance Day
A Day when we remember all those who have given
life, limb and mind to protect the notion of Freedom.
Though I do not believe in the politics war
I honour ALL who serve
and all who believe in fighting for their rights
and the rights of others.
I grieve with all those
whose loved ones never came home
will not come home.
I grieve the pain of those who do.
The horrors they now live with
The shredded hearts they house
The empty souls they have become
*

No one wins in war.
Only those who sit "above" us common folk
investing and conspiring
to further their kindgom
and their wealth
To those
who would sacrifice others
for the "greater good"
I say
with righteous anger in my voice
"God be with your Souls..."


and in the stillness
of my heart
and the fullness of my soul
as tears stream down my face
I wisper the words
of my teacher Jesus:
"Forgive them...
for they know not what they do"


Love and Light


Thursday, 7 November 2013

I am She...




I am She

the one who lives out loud

the one who lives for stillness

I am She

the one who pours out

the one who wants to be poured into

I am She

Fierce Maiden of the Night

not afraid of the darkness

for I know the treasures lie there

within the folds of the things that scare me


I am a tear
an exhale
a shout
a whisper
I am complicated
easy
simple
confusing
I am loud
soft
gentle
rough
I am
the sun
the moon
I wear the stars in my hair
and I dance with the mermaids in the sea


Wolf is my elder guide and companion
Grandmother Bear nurtures and comforts me
Eagle gives me strength and knowing
while Panther
stalks the shadows
reminding me of who I am
winking at me in the dark
and when I look at my face
I see Owl and Her Sacred Wisdom
I see what can't be seen
I know death
and am not afraid...


There has been but one thing
that scares me

not
to
be
heard
 
This has been my biggest fear

one I no longer will carry

along with so many things

I have dropped along the wayside

to be naked

and unafraid


I am She

naked

exposed

unsure

willing



I am She

Walker of the Woods

Servant to the Mountains

Keeper of the Night Lantern

Dancer of the Sea


I am She
*

Who are you my lovelies?

Love and Light

inspired by my soul-friend and sister of the wood
and her divinely beautiful/heart touching/soul igniting new CD