a thought flow…2019
last day of Sept and the land of Avalon is wrapped in a grey cloud, I have retreated to the Abbey, which is almost deserted today. So it feels very peaceful and I have found myself seated at the alter, in Jospeh’s crypt.
I rest here in the holy sacredness, with its open ceiling and white washed stone.
Truely one of my favorite places on Earth. So now just to be here present, in the moment listening, feeling, aligning, and even singing and praying, for healing and for clarity. And it’s in this place, I soften into feeling the support of sacred Masculine energies, my mind trys to make sense of the archetypes and sensations, to reconcile my longings with the stories, and with the stirrings in my soul. I am reticent to claim anything, true… isn’t all of it a mystery. And yet it is in our ability to deepen our clairvoyant seeing through, the listening to clues and signs, and so in this holy place they show themselves to me Arimathea, and the young Yeshua, the circle of life breathing through time, I ponder at my belief, I decide to suspend disbelief and for a moment rest in this grace. And in this way I find new ways to rest in sacred Masculine presence, and also new ways to heal the timelines. It’s thru embracing love, into our very dna, that we find the capacity to go beyond the confusions of the mind, and find our consciousness uplifted onto new vistas, of experience and persception.
It is also a mater of the pilgrims devotion, deep unwavering, cosmic commited devotion to loving, serving and protecting, that which we perceive as the gateways to co -communion with the sacred world.
Every deity, every creation is a kind of Gateway and entree point. We can devote reverence to that energy, inside or outside of our selves, religion will tell you, you don’t have a choice. The feeble will cling to their beliefs like garments.
God/Goddess asks us to let go of our ridged assuming, and place our reverence our devotion in the hand of something greater, I call this energy pure grace.
And in this way I have come to love the forms and the formless, the places of power and sacredness, and the ordinary.
I wish only to polish this love inside me to shine like a beacon of grace, that others may find the glory that lives inside their own profound sovereignty.
In the name of the beloved we are one.
*** an aside, thinking about the ways that men, have entrusted me with their darkness, how they bring that energy to the mother, the sister, daughter, lover to be cleaned, how again and again I have had to completely open myself to love beyond my judgements and ideas of what I wanted the masculine to be, and instead consciously not choose blame, and instead open to truest loving what is in “him” no matter what darkness is shown to me. Sometimes this energetic feels to big a burden, I want him to carry me, to hold me, protect me, serve me, and open to my love. But… it is rarely that way, and ever deeper the invitation to me is for… me to evolve in my unconditional loving.
This unconditional loving space can be exquisitely held by the feminine, by Priestess, one whom carries the mother essence. This is not an energy that needs to be seen, or stand out. This is an energy that embraces the totality of the moment with her awareness, which creates the feels in which it all plays out. She is the nest, the Temple, the home, the sacred space in which we have the ability to transmute, fear, resentment and delusions back to love. If you are trying to be a Priestess , because you need recognition, that’s not the vibration that actually holds the space. Priestess is one who has shivered from sheer joy and sorrow and found her equilibrium in the shear commitment to devotion, Love, and a deep sense of place and embraced purpose.
This is the awareness that anchors love.
This is the wisdom that supports the field and expands our capacity to transmute, the past and begin a new!