Sunday, 15 November 2015

Setting My Intentions

Amongst all this Pain and Fear,
In all this perpetuating wave of Terror and Hatred,
I am plunging my feet firmly in the Ground.
I am opening my arms to the Sky.

I am the Atoms and Molecules that make me.
I am the Energy and Light that binds them together.

I am the Creator of Myself.
I am the Light that pulses through the galaxies.

I am setting my Intention, 
aligning all my Being and my Wholeness,
to become a Tuning Fork,
to Peace and Compassion,
to Love and Brotherhood of Humanity.

I am holding the space for Healing,
for Dis-ease to find its rest,
for Pain to find its Balm,
for Hatred to find its Compassion.

I am holding the space,
amplifying exponentially,
all the acts of Kindness,
all the gestures of Compassion,
all the acts of everyday Heroism,
that are never talked about.

I am amplifying the Human-ness,
and the God-ness in all of us.

I am choosing,
intentionally aligning,
with keeping my heart open,
my eyes vigilant,
and my spirit aware.

I am intentionally putting myself in the Light,
whilst dancing with the Darkness,
For I am the Co-Creator of my World.

I am intentionally holding a space,
for Healing to take place,
and the best of Humanity,
to stop this insane hatred race.

And I know I am not alone.

Please let us join forces.

Saturday, 7 November 2015

Book Review: Memories of Heaven

This book is a simple as the title reads. It is a matter-of-fact book. A recollection of information gathered from many willing parents all over the world that shared the “strange” recollections their children had, of their lives before they were born.

The chapters are divided by themes and for every theme there is an introduction by both authors.  The chapters are:

Memories of Heaven, Memories of Past Lives, Memories of Choosing Parents, Memories of Family Reincarnations and Role Reversals, Memories of Spiritual Connections to Our Source, Mystical and Precognitive Wisdom, Invisible Friends and Spiritual Visitations, Angel Stories.

There is no elaboration of the data. No philosophical or religious attachment of any kind mentioned in the book. No agenda behind it all. They are the simple words that came out of these children.

It is as transparent as every young child can be. And because of such candidness that this book can have a powerful impact, if one just stops to think about it.

Saturday, 31 October 2015

Samhain 2015

My Samhain Candle outside on the balcony, this year, is dedicated to all those Wandering Souls who have lost their body in the Mediterranean Sea whilst escaping from war in search of a better life.

May this candle be a beacon, 
a lighthouse,
to your way back home.

May your wanderings finally come to rest,
and your fears turned to safety.

May your tears of despair, 
become seeds of hope,
in the vastness of mankind.

May your courage to face death,
become our wake up call.

May your sacrifice,
strengthens Humanity.

May the coldness of the sea,
and the indifference of governments,
turn into a warm embrace,
as the Guardians of the Portal,
usher you to your Divine Self.

Safe Travels.

Blessed Be.

Sunday, 18 October 2015

Where are you?

I am sorry,
I drove you away,
for cowardice,
for ignorance, 
for despair.

I am sorry, 
I was the one to betray you,
to slay you,
in the very essence of your being.

I am sorry, 
I did not see your mission,
violated your holy body,
spat on your Divine Feminine.

I am sorry, 
I drove you away,
forcing you in the lands of Hades,
leaving you there,
to aguish in horror
in disgrace,
in dispair.

I am sorry, 
I still have not,
the fearlessness you ask of me.

I am sorry,
I still stumble with doubt,
and hide myself,
behind my fears.

I am sorry I lost the thread of my life,
renounced upon my calling.

I am sorry that my terror is still greater than my courage.

I am sorry, where ever you are my Soul.

(gestated and written as Saturn conjunct my natal Neptune-Moon opposition, recalling when Pluto opposed my natal Moon in 1992)

This following is the video that inspired all of the above:

Where are you? 

Little girl with broken wings but full of hope.... 

Where are you? 

Wise women covered in wounds...... 

Where are you? 

Today is the day
I will not sit still and give in anymore 
Today I rise
I am bruised but I will get up and walk again
Today I rise 
I don’t care if you ignore my beauty
Today I rise
Through the alchemy of my darkest nights I heal and thrive
Today I rise 
I move through the world with confidence and grace
I open my eyes and I am ready to face
My wholeness as a woman and my limitless capacities 
I will walk my path with audacity
Today I rise

I reconnect with the many aspects of myself
I am in awe of the reality I can create
I am a healer 
I am a queen
A wise women - A wild woman
I will rise and beam 
I am a rebel 
I will wake up and fight
I am a mother and I am a child
I will no longer disguise my sadness and pain
I will no longer suffer and complain 

I am black and I am white 
There is no reason to hide

Where are you....

I call upon Kali 
To kiss me alive
I transform my anger into power
No more heartache or strive 

The world is missing what I am ready to give
My wisdom, My sweetness, My love 
And my hunger for peace

I weep with the trees and the rivers and the earth in distress 
I rise and shine and I am ready to go on my quest 

Today I rise 
Without doubt or hesitation 
Today I rise 
Without excuses –Without procrastination

Today I call upon my sisters to join
A movement of resoluteness and ....concern

Today is the day I rise and scream
Today I foresee the future of my dreams!
Today is my call to action............ I will fulfill my mission
Without further distraction. 

Today is the day! 
Today I will start 
To offer the world
Wisdom of my heart. 

Friday, 2 October 2015

Book Review: In the Oneness of Time

In the Oneness of Time, The Education of a Diviner, starts with a series of mostly short episodes from the author’s life. The recounting takes place in no specific order in time but with a fine thread that waves in and out the picture of the grand theme. 

To each and every one of these episodes there is a corresponding explanation in the second half of the book. 

I wonder if it would have been more helpful having the commentary immediately after each episode. But I do understand that doing so would be like coming in and out of dream time, drying away that inherently magical and oneiric quality in the narration. 

I read with avidity yet pausing to let the words sink in to the new meaning that was forming.
I was saying to myself…so this is what happens… this is what it means moving between the worlds…when without warning, consciousness shifts from Tonal to Nagual.

I could at last give a word and explanation to something which I think we inherently posses but slowly by time we suppress. 

There are books that touch your heart in a profound and intimate way and this was such a book.

I won’t say I understood everything that Horden wrote but what I can say for sure he brought peace to a part of me.

Thank you.