For the PH8 of the Moon

The multiverse recently put before me the meaning of a word that has resonated, struck a chord, within me for a long time. "Espavo" has been the parting word used by a collective energy known simply as, "The Group" channeled by Steve Rother. The info provided by the Group has been a source of comfort, guidance and sustenance as I have made the journey back to Self. Ironically, Espavo means: "Thank you for taking your power!" and considering the length of time I have been reading that word, it's interesting that it wasn't until this point along my path that I went in search of the meaning.
Being one who ascribes meaning to the events of my life, I'm leaning towards the idea that this event was the multiverse's method of telling me that I've made it through another phase in my evolution. It certainly feels that way from where I am now perched. So what does this show me from my broader perspective of? Well, I can see that the subtle feeling we've been having that the recent molasses flow of life is beginning to move a bit freer is NOT an illusion. There is more space on the horizon and smoother sailing ahead, however we're not there yet. There is an extended Mercury retrograde period influencing us now that has the ability to churn the cosmic seas, so keep an even keel and the surfboards waxed by maintaining a state of responsiveness.
As we continue to face and transform our inner demons, programs, belief systems and behaviors we are being aided by by Love's legion. Miracles are occurring all the time. People who once felt powerless are rising up on Love's frequency and we are all transforming the world... one individual cell of being at a time. We are becoming whole and holy. So, to honor "the Group", our individual and collective works and Love's pure frequency, I would like to say:
Espavo!

For the PH8 of the Moon: Transmutation

There is a vulnerability present, a new opening ripe with opulence
Promises fulfilled, awaiting acceptance, delight the spirit...

We are shaping the unknown
with deepening vision & powerful connections
The New Leo Moon bathes us in golden light
as we empower ourselves, each other and the beautiful Gaia

We are gathering...
Drawn by a magic older than creation
We find each other
who we are
what we desire
and find only
that we are Love

Incarnate
dancing molecules
we have loosed the bonds of illusion
And Love will not be denied
for we are I AM!

For the PH8 of the Moon: Shapeshifting

There is an electricity within, the whirling hum of Dervishes spinning
Billions of my cells gleefully move to the sound & vibration of Love's frequency

Tasting freedom, we laugh
Surrendering all 'need'
the intelligences that I am
swim in alignment
riding a current along Love's flow

Oh my! what a wonderful world we have created
Light spins magic, breathing life into form
The wind smiles to kiss the soul
as we sing our spirit songs

New Moon in Leo
08.09.10

For the PH8 of the Moon Approaching the Leo New Moon

Having always been one possessed of, and moved by, a slightly faster frequency than most I long ago came to terms with that pace. There have been others for whom the energy has been a bit too much to handle and I can completely relate to that now for my vibration/frequency has increased to the level where I have to consciously remind myself that I am a) not having a cardiac event and/or b) I am not going to physically lift off the planet.... yet.
A soul sister recently commented that I am really not dropping things, it's more like my hands are going through solid objects; freakily accurate, I believe. Ah, the life of a front-runner....
Well kids, I can tell you this much: the energy of ascension is intensely joyful, powerfully abundant, soulfully invigorating and the ride of a lifetime.

Since the mid-Spring I have been feeling the waves of change rippling through my body. Significant trigger points such as Uranus entering Aries, the Summer Solstice and the turnings of the Moon, my beloved Mother, bring new gifts to me. I feel a powerful attunement taking place within the cells of all my body. I understand, on the deepest levels of awareness, what the reprogramming of the DNA feels like..... it tickles. I am experiencing the results of work done on the mental and emotional bodies... the affirmations, the oils, the positive movement through fears are all culminating in this powerful transformation of my physical vehicle. It's freakin' amazing. We're doing this. We're transmuting the denser vibration/frequency to a purer state. We are manifesting home here. We are I AM!!!!

For the PH8 of the Moon July Full Moon

Been seeing a blip on the cosmic radar since yesterday. Woke this morning to a subtle shift in the cosmic energy coming with this Sundays Full Moon in Aquarius. The blip shows up as aggression, injustice, an increase in the use of intimidation and fear as weapons of mass control. There is also a deep betrayal of trust... on both sides of the spectrum; on one side there is a betrayal of principal and ethics, on the other a betrayal of promise and potential. These conditions make for choppy seas, with little ability to stay the course.

I am told by spirit that our task is to remain awake to and share the knowledge that we are eternal, created of joy and powered by love. We WILL therefore weather this stormy sea by going with the flow (Mark, I love how we are so connected). We have Peace as tool, Focus as a force for change and Integrity as a compass to guide us safely home.
Call your guides. Speak your truth. Live your love. We ARE One!

For the PH8 of the Moon Summer Solstice

As we moved into Summer, I was moved to begin a new practice in my day-to-day routine. The idea has been nagging at me for quite some time and I had found numerous ways of avoiding it. However, after the Summer Solstice Unconditional Love Activation with Mark "Dr. Dream" Peebler, I tapped into an even deeper part of myself; a part where the energy of 'follow through' had been held captive by the 'fuck it' part of my ego. And, boy, am I happy to have freed that part of me because after only 2 days the rewards have been awe-inspiring. I love you Mark!!!

So this is how it went....
Thursday morning I was almost propelled out of bed which is so not my usual habit.... with 4 planets in Taurus and a Scorpio rising I like to linger in the in-between times giving the physical, mental, emotional and psychic bodies all a chance to align. Well, no chance of that at 5:45 am Thursday as I found myself filled with this crazy energy which had informed my brain and body that it was time to get out of bed and up to the hot-tub and pool. I dutifully got up, dressed and was out the door in 10 minutes. As I picked up the mail I was then was struck with the idea that I needed my sneakers so that I could get on the treadmill. I almost wondered aloud: "Really? Who the hell is this that seems to have taken over my life?" Well, always one for changing things up, I stopped back at the house and got my sneakers and my iPod to listen to Spirit Rap by Astarius; then I hit the exercise room before the pool. No big hoopla, not out to prove anything to anyone, I did 15 minutes at 2 miles per hour, burning about 48 calories and by the end of it, I was pretty happy with myself for having followed through.

Off to the hot tub.... Facing East to honor the rising Sun, I breathed in the light while I massaged my feet. As I communed with nature, massaged my feet and pondered on the endless possibilities we are afforded in life, I mused that it would be such a treat if the neighborhood Harris Hawk would stop by for a visit. For those of you who know me well, you know of my love and fascination with birds. I admire their ability to rise above it all... they are a treat and a blessing in my life and Hawk is one of my animal totems and guides. So I let the thought go out to the multiverse and was then taken by the desire to get in the pool and move around some. After doing some gentle laps, I floated around enjoying the buoyancy of the salt water, again musing on how much I appreciate Nature and Her gifts.

So it was time to head back to the house and don't cha know??? I grab my towel, begin drying off when I am drawn to look up and there, not 50 feet away from where I stood, was the Harris Hawk perched atop the exercise room. There she sat, preening and, quite obviously, acknowledging me as I did her. My eyes are again filled with tears of gratitude, just as they were at that moment. Being one to understand that the signs are there if we choose to look for them, I took her presence to be a strong indication that I was doing right by myself in following this new inner directive.

The day was quiet, affording me the opportunity to continue my inner dialogue. With a good number of people around me fasting, I have been having this on-going argument about whether or not I should be doing so myself. The arguments/justifications/rebuttals go something like this:

"Am I supposed to fast? I'm not getting any inner prompting to do so."
"You're being lazy and self-indulgent"
"No, just being aware of blood sugar issues."
"How about just one day a week doing the Master Cleanse?"
"That's a cop-out"
"No, seriously, we've been eating much healthier for several weeks now; even cutting down on portions. Don't we counsel clients to take baby-steps?"
"But look at how many people are doing the fast."
"Ah, since when have we been one to follow the popular path?"

OMG!!! I had to stay plugged into Spirit Rap to keep the voices at bay and all along I drank water while keeping my hands busy with crafting. In the end I opted for a liquid diet for now, having veggies juice for dinner and my fruit smoothie this morning AFTER the exercise room and pool.

While swimming this morning, I swam in this reflection of Sunlight that was beaming on the surface of the pool. Heading East in a breast stroke and West with a back stroke, when I closed my eyes, I had a powerful visual of a shaft of neon green light filling me with energy so I tried to change the color to pink for Unconditional Love and found the green stayed. Then I opened my eyes and looked at the clouds and there it was, this shaft of cotton candy pink light dancing in the clouds. What a delight to play with Nature and have Her play back. LOL Life rox when we allow it.

Toweling off today, I mused that I was earlier today than yesterday so I would likely miss the Harris Hawk. Unfazed, I drove back to the house and don't cha know??? Perched atop a street light was the Harris Hawk, almost waiting for me and then my little eye spied another Harris Hawk swooping in from the South, landing atop a house. You know that I stopped to say "Hello and thanks" to each one of them. I AM so very blessed!!!

For the PH8 of the Moon

Frustration. Agitation. Impatience. Uncertainty. Anger. Rage. Emptiness. All these feelings, and more, have a way of bubbling up to the surface of our lives. Cycles of spinning energy invade us, bringing to mind patterns we thought we had left behind. Feelings naturally alien to Love's Servants, they course through us, often leaving us confused and drained.

As I pondered the potential reason for this.... the answer came to me from the Council. What we are actually sensing is the reaction to the death throes of those who are holding steadfastly to the worn out reality. They are choosing to remain asleep to Love's fullest potential. At the same time, the systems they have come to depend on are crumbling at an exponential rate. As our acceleration has increased with more and more of us awakening daily, the less energy there is to sustain a corrupt and decaying system. Those who cling tenaciously to the reality of fear and greed are aware of their impending ph8.

Our sensitivities and sympathies, as empathetic beings, are picking up what they feel. I am told by the council that the purpose that will serve both our individual and collective needs is to cultivate a stronger connection with each other and with Gaia during these times of challenge. Feed the birds, send loving energy to the wildlife in your backyard, notice the birdsong. Feel the breeze on your cheek. Feel the rain upon your skin. Catch snowflakes on your tongue. LIVE LOVE and before we know it, the feelings will again ebb out to the cosmic sea to be transformed by Gaia's Love for us.

For the PH8 of the Moon ~ Full Moon 12/31/09 to 1/1/10

Spending hours in a car on the way to Ajo, driving and walking the desert outside Ajo town limits... distracted from the routine of day-to-day chores and responsibility... afforded me the time and solitude to wander my internal world. Such wanderings often help me find the answers to the challenges that we all experience on our evolutionary path back to wholeness. It is these meanderings, both internal and external, and my ability to see a broader view, that provide the inspiration for my writings. Interestingly enough, back in October I was told by a mentor of mine that I would be writing something on New Years... something that needed to be written for many to read, so here it goes.

Thoughts on Mr. Meat, aka Marley Mutt...
Does he want to be a desert dog? Was being a house hound too hard for him, did it limit his freedom? Did the comfort of a sausage, egg and cheese breakfast, cooked for him by Myke every morning, pale when compared to the lure of the outdoors? Did the “fight or flight” reaction trigger some sort of primal instinct that has taken over in the last week, causing him to forget the love we all shared? Do dogs employ logic? I mean, if they can feel... and Marley definitely is an emotionally responsive dog... does it then follow that they have the capacity to reason? The assertion that they can't may merely be a human assumption... feeding our need for superiority. What if they do reason? What if they can make choices based on observation and circumstance... just like like humans can?

As Danielle was out looking for Marley yesterday, calling to him, she wondered if he was actually moving away from the sound of our voices, choosing instead to explore the wild desert, trading the security of a warm bed for adventure. The same kind of thoughts were going through my mind and Myke's as well. If that is the case, if Marley has elected to run free, what then does that mean for we humans who like to think/believe that we are beyond our own primal natures? For me, the choice is simple. We can continue to honor the love he brought to our lives, rooting ourselves in that beauty or we can allow feelings of abandonment to overshadow the love, leaving only bitterness in its wake. Those first few trips home without him certainly brought up feelings of abandonment... causing us to feel as though we had deserted him or let him down when, in actual fact, we could do no more for him at that moment in time. Then conversely, the trips back also brought up memories of the times when we had been left by pets, or family or lovers or friends. Emotional programs imprint deeply.

This experience has had so many facets, so many up and downs. For me, the initial shock of hearing that he had run off on Christmas Eve rubbed salt into an old wound. See, I've long struggled with the Christmas 'season' because my racial memory bank has been tainted by negative energies associated with that time of year. On a really ancient level, I hold an awareness that the current 'holiday' came about as a means of usurping an old 'holy day'. As a Pagan, the holy day is Yule, the first day of Winter which heralds the return of the Sun, not the “birth of the son”. At Yule, the days begin to lengthen and the light that provided so much to the early people was a reassurance. The Sun's return created and affirmed a continuity that fed the spirit of the people, but the fathers of early Christianity sought to gain control over the Pagans. Pagan literally means field or country dweller, not “heathen” as Christianity has would have the world believe. Pagans recognize the divinity in Nature and we honor our connection to it. The Pagan's allegiance and/or devotion to Nature was an affront to the Church... the freedom inherent in that devotion could not be capitalized on so the church 'gave' the Pagans a new 'holiday' in the form of Christmas.

Shifting forward a few thousand years, the commercialized approach to the 'season' has often caused me to do my shopping for day-to-day essentials amid the throng of the “hustle and bustle” of the 'season. I very often find myself muttering aloud: “I really don't think this is what Christ had in mind”. For a time of year when we are supposed to be focused on “good will” people can get downright selfish and hostile. This year, given certain budget constraints, we agreed to just buy silly, very inexpensive gifts to throw into a grab-bag. So when I saw a sale at Old Navy, offering “Cozy Socks” for a dollar a pair, Myke and I got to the store just before 7 am, anticipating a large turnout. Well, there were a dozen or so people outside when the doors opened and you guessed it, the herd trampled into the store while Myke held the door for most of them, most failing to acknowledge him. By the time I got to the rack of socks, women were grabbing huge handfuls of them with no thought for leaving some for anyone else. Savages behave better! The real irony of it hit when the salesgirl informed everyone there was a 5 pair limit... so the glutenous beasts just dumped the excesses back on the bottom of the rack or they handed 5 pairs to each of the kids they had in tow. I had already picked my 5 pair and just wanted to get out of there as quickly as I could.

Then there was the day before Christmas Eve when I got caught in the herd trying to get into Costco. On my way through the parking lot, this woman driving a huge truck kept edging closer to me not once, not twice, but three times as she was trying to get a parking spot. She didn't even acknowledge the fact that I was walking alongside her gas-guzzler, she just wanted to park and get in the store. As I waited for the herd to move into the store, a woman behind me was literally breathing down my neck in her hurry to get inside a full nanosecond before I did. That did it! My Irish was now up so I stopped dead in my tracks and stepped aside, loudly proclaiming that she should go ahead of me because she was obviously so much more important than I. That elicited a roaring laugh from a young man near the incident, an incident I am certain was told over and over again at parties and gatherings. Thank Goddess for my sense of humor and my sometimes completely inappropriate lack of inhibitions.

So, as you can imagine, having Marley go MIA on Christmas Eve threatened to unleash another wave of “OMG, I fucking hate this time of year”. However, the Universe has witnessed me working towards recovering my youthful optimism over and over so it was a comfort to find that so many people took time from their holiday to help us in the search for Marley. I know Myke, Danielle and I really appreciate all they have done... now, Marley... let's get on board with that too; get your arse into that have a heart trap and come home to us.

More on consumerism...
This was a year when I once again made a conscious choice to honor myself above any materialistic pursuits. I had worked at a place that afforded me a quality of living that I had not really ever experienced. For once in my life, I did not have to live hand-to-mouth, constantly worried about “getting by”. However, after 2 years of that I found myself getting sick often and experiencing a growing distaste for going to work. I love the work, it was the job that I hated. There is an atmosphere of fear and greed gripping the country.... and I was working at a location where those emotions were sucking the life out of me. After a particularly hard-hitting bout with the flu that Spring, I KNEW instinctively that I had to make a change so I told the Universe that I wanted a change.

A few months down the road, an opportunity presented itself to me and I jumped on it. The opportunity didn't pan out too well, but it did teach me the lesson that I am far better off working for, and by, myself than someone else. See, I have inevitably gotten myself into situations where I give of myself so that another can benefit but I very often forget to serve my own needs. The person or persons I am attempting to uplift quite often take my kindness for weakness and then the trouble begins. Their perceptions block them from seeing what I am trying to express so I wind up shutting down and they don't like that; there is no more for them to feed on so I become “unyielding and difficult” or they don't like my energy.

Recently I was approached about lending my skills/gifts to a money-making event for the place I had left early in the year. I truthfully considered it for a bit before declining. So what did my refusal to involve myself get me? It was perceived that I was “pissed off” and therefore would not participate as a means of punishing someone. Ya know, people really should consider getting over themselves more often. After reading the response to my declining the opportunity, I realized that I am a resource, not a commodity. I am sustained by simplicity, not fanciful externals. Being on display in a store window offers only empty calories to the store and drains my reserve without really feeding me anything but scraps. Lesson complete! I am habitually self-employed, trusting the multiverse to provide what it is I require for sustainability in this limited reality.

Transcending limited reality...
Back in 1992 the late George Carlin did a bit titled: The Planet is Fine. In the act he stated that “the Earth wanted plastic” and I think he was on to something with that assertion. See, 60 years ago we....“we” being the “flower power generation”... intuitively began building a grid or matrix around Gaia, our planet while also creating a plastic replica. It was a very coyote thing of us to do.... coyotes being cosmic clowns that accomplish things by doing the unusual because we're tricksters by nature. So the “hippies or flower children” tricked the establishment by using the establishment's own materialistic creations to insure the liberation of Gaia from the clutches of fear's grasp. Highly intuitive by nature, we questioned and challenged 'authority'. We would not be turned aside by false power, instead we turned within to the real source of power. We rooted ourselves in LOVE and we sent that LOVE back out to Gaia and all Her creatures. That LOVE enveloped Gaia and I believe it has become the living expression of Her soul. The living expression of the Divine Feminine has found a reason to continue breathing.

Around the same time that Carlin offered his observation, I met another Witch who suggested to me that Gaia was experiencing Menopause. It seemed a fitting comment since, at that time, women from my generation were going through that rite of passage in unprecedented numbers. Being one of those women, I can assure you that once made that journey changes you forever! And now, with so many loving hearts awakening to their inherent Powerful Human potential, we are poised at another rite of passage. Those of us who instinctively know that all life is connected, who know that ensoulment is a means of creative expression experiencing itself and who know that Love is the purest value that we can adhere to, understand that we have the power to wrap this living, loving planet in a web of light and lift Her off the plastic world that has been crafted for those who only want to wield power-over. Those who traffic in fear and greed, those who seek control as a means of defining themselves, will wake some day in the near future and they will hear the winds of change howling at their doors. They will believe themselves spared from the apocalypse, but in truth, they will be living on a hollow plastic shell, surrounded by shadows. They will gain no sustenance from the shadows and they will live powerless lives as the Powerful Humans will have lifted Gaia to the 5th dimension where we will celebrate in paradise of our own design.

Embrace the LOVE in every moment my Powerful Human brothers and sisters, as it is our future.