The Gaia Green witches gather ceremoniously upon a hip Californian mountaintop. The Sun is shining with a buzz of energy cultivating in the air. Sacred smoke blesses the space, as an opportunity to purify and uplift, awakening the senses. A drumbeat calls us in one by one. Each Gaia finds her way around the colorfully rich altar and takes a seat.
Tug. Tug. Pull. Pull. Little Wolf pulls me forward. Her hand twisting my shirt up near my shoulder. She positions me directly in front of the wooden platform where the shaman wolf, is resting peacefully. I turn to face Little Wolf for further guidance, but she is nowhere in sight.
Winds howl forcefully, shaking the windows and rattling the doors of our downstairs apartment of “Lower Tree House,” our beloved home at Meditation Mount. I am enlivened by wind. It enraptures me. I feel a special aliveness and surge of energy in the singing of the winds, inspiring great movement and creativity. Sitting at my desk, I scan the room …
Planning to care and steward a garden is a big commitment to the Earth, the Great Cosmic Universe(s) and to ONE’s natural habitat..It’s saying Yes to life. Yes I care. I am here. It is much like tending a new friendship. One of deep listening, reflection and responding to the pulse of life. Choosing to be more alive, really is the invitation!!!
The SUN is shining, casting a warm glow upon the steps of the Aztec Pyramid. Hawk passes high above the native trees. A gentle stirring and hush resounds among the circle of men and women who have gathered together on this most auspicious day. A day of ceremony with this sacred and enchanting land.
Today is a potently rich time to be alive here on Planet Earth. We are standing at a potent precipice of change and transformation. On a individual, collective and global scale. The world is changing. Old paradigms and programs are falling away that no longer are supportive for Gaia and all her inhabitants. It’s a time of resetting, recalibrating and dreaming in the new. . . Humanity has an opportunity to uplift humanity…
New Moon mingles in the moonlight…In her quiet rest we are lulled into the Sacred Dreamtime. A New Moon marks the beginning of a new cycle, a fresh start in its cycle of waxing and waning.
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