Integration of the Holidays (Part 1) – Quite the Winter Solstice Experience…

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I’ve been working on several posts regarding the shifting of our perspectives at Christ-mas-time, away from specific belief systems to that of a simple, heartfelt celebration of Divine Consciousness (a remembering of the REAL use of the word “Christ” – well before Jesus – and how it applies to EVERYONE, across the board), unity, and unconditional love. However… as much as I have to say, I’ve found that I’ve been slow to write, slow to share.

And so, I guess I was given the motivation this morning… because here I am!

I woke up to a balmy, beautiful morning… in the 50’s when I woke up. That’s the beauty of North Carolina; we typically have spurts of weather in the 60’s and 70’s around Christmastime… and I’m completely OK with that! Anyway, I woke up in a very good mood… very cheery and celebratory, without any particular reason. In deciding that maybe, for the first time in years, I may actually do some holiday baking today – and enlist my teenage daughters to help – I felt inspired to take my dog out for the several-mile walk on which I haven’t taken her for months.

This walk is through a beautiful wooded area that I’ve experienced teeming with fae for several years now (for an experience in which I encountered who is called the Green Man in this fairy portal, see my post Knowing the NEW Door is Always Open…). I should’ve known what to expect today!

However… I’d completely forgotten that today is the Winter Solstice… quite the celebration day in many realms connected to Gaia/Earth.

My dog and I trotted happily on… whenever we do this jaunt, I use it as a walking meditation, and immediately meld in consciousness (see Trinity Energy Progression for more information on the process) with all that’s around me – elements, elementals, animals, plants/trees, etc. – in love, healing, and expansion. What a beautiful morning! How expansive everything felt! I enjoyed the holiday decorations on many of the houses I passed… and even more, I enjoyed the smell of celebration in the air… my heart opened wide.

On the second leg of the jaunt, as we rounded the corner to my favorite wooded area, I felt the pull to enter. I looked up at the brush, and there was the doorway into the wooded area that shows up to beckon me. So, we entered. We walked around… I walked along a creek that was fuller than I’ve seen it in awhile, and was surprised to see a number of fish swimming in this little creek. Of course… magical!

I finally made my way to the sideways tree upon which I love to sit and meditate when I’m called to do so in there. As soon as I sat down and closed my eyes… there was the magic. My dog began to whine a little bit… I knew she could see/feel everything, as well. But, for what at the 3D level of consciousness looked completely calm, peaceful, and somewhat winter-barren… as soon as I closed my eyes, all I could see was sparkly, brilliant decorations in vivid colors… and celebration, celebration, celebration of the elemental realm! It was at that moment, when I pondered on that (for my mind was wondering, “But it’s not Christmas…”)… that I remembered it was the Winter Solstice… the original celebration! That, combined with what we’ve so amazingly created serendipitously as not just holiday celebrations, but also us collectively walking through the doorway into the “next phase” of this evolutionary – “ascension” – process, was OF COURSE cause for great celebration! I saw so much adornment in red and green… and a rich, royal BLUE… and was reminded how our Christmas celebration is really far more connected to this ancient celebration of the solstice than anything else.

I saw the Green Man, adorned in a ceremonial costume of royal blue and white… and I laughed to myself, because gee… energetically, he felt a LOT like that of the figure we celebrate traveling throughout the world on Christmas Eve…

I bowed my head in respect, and he did the same to me.

As I sat there, observing in and feeling such joy… I was suddenly shown the portals I’ve been connecting via the “new Earth light grid” of late – Kauai, Mt. Shasta, Pilot Mountain, the Angel Tree in SC, the Mary portal in Grosse Ile, MI (my… I just realized I haven’t written about that one at all!), the portals in France and Europe, etc. – and, as I was simultaneously in ALL of those places, I understood. It was time to connect THIS portal to those, which also connected multiple dimensions within itself. So, that’s what I did. Amazing and beautiful experience!

When all was done, I took a deep breath, and… came back to this reality. I stood up, and closed my eyes for a moment more… and received a bow of gratitude from the Green Man and all of those in his realm that were present. I bowed in gratitude in return…and went on my way.

About a half mile up the road, my mind kicked in… and SLIGHTLY questioned that experience (which was unusual in itself). Just a wildly creative imagination? Perhaps.

As I came up the hill, around the corner before my last turn to go to my street, I heard the cry of a hawk. I looked to the sky to see the bird attached to the call. At first, I didn’t see anything in scanning the trees… and then, to pull my attention to it, a hawk left the branch of a tree right on the corner to fly to a neighboring tree. What was amazing: There had been THREE hawks sitting on that same branch together! As I was taking this in – I’d never actually seen THREE hawks together in the wild – another hawk took flight and flew to a nearby tree. Now, all three were watching me from three different places. The one left on the branch of the original tree was the most intent on me… and it was only about 15 feet away from me as I turned the corner. Yet, it didn’t fly away. So, I extended my heart out to it, with well wishes and love. I knew the exact moment this registered with the bird… because it was quite startled to receive such a conscious greeting from a person… and pooped from the branch. I laughed as it looked more curiously at me… and turned the corner. I was quite a bit past it when I felt the equivalent of a return greeting to me… and telepathic communication. “You are a Gatekeeper… and quite surprising…” (I pondered on that a bit, wondering what THAT meant, but realized it was simply a thought being projected). I then received the equivalent of well wishes from the bird; as I turned to look at it one more time, it took off from the branch.

Why would I ever, ever doubt? So much magic… so much excitement… so much to celebrate, for ALL of us!

More on the perspective of Christmas, coming…

Getting Lost to Find Our Way… Mount Shasta Tales (Part One)

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While visiting in this awesome area of Mount Shasta, California – one of the major spiritual “energy vortices” in the world – there is SO MUCH nature time to have here that I’ve been out to different places for hikes and meditation spots around town since I arrived. Today, it was time for the first experience ON this huge, imposing, and yet nurturing mountain of the core point of the ancient land of Lemuria, over the mythical underworld of Telos.

The house in which I’m renting a room is right on the bottom portion of the mountain. In fact, from the room I’m renting, there’s a sliding door right next to the bed, onto a balcony that looks right up to the peak. I go to sleep every night looking out into the darkness, feeling the pulse of the mountain… as well as MUCH else!

I have a housemate, A’shaya, who is also renting a room here,  in her last week after being here for 6 weeks (7 by the time she leaves).  She’s done a lot of hiking from the house (there’s a foot path into the thick of things here on the mountain just a block from here) with a former renter… so I mistakenly assumed she’d known all of the path markers.

That probably wasn’t a good assumption on my part… on a mountain that climbs to 14,400 feet above sea level (starting at about 4,000 feet) , with a circumference of about 70 miles.

We were chatting away… I’ve discovered that conversations during hikes with anyone you meet here in Mount Shasta are also quite different than those you’d most likely experience on most other mountains. A’shaya’s a massage therapist turned astrologer… and there was a lot chit chatting about this kind of chart, that kind of chart… what she’s experienced since she’s been here, where she’s going, and the spiritual/metaphysical experiences and practices I have and have had, as well.

So, we made it to the top of the trail we had aspired to climb… and took some time just laying on some beautiful layered rocks, enjoying the sunny, 80-degree, dry weather. Such peace and quietude; so much of nature! We had realized that it seemed we had a swarm of butterflies around us the entire time up the trail; their visits and frolicking continued around us while we sunned ourselves. Plus lizards, beautiful flowers in bloom around us… just pure beauty and quietude.

And just… space.

Typically, when I’m on a hike and find a spot like that, I really like to be still, listen, and FEEL… without chattering or much interchange (in fact, I often prefer to go alone); however, on Mount Shasta, with A’shaya happily chattering away, I found I could STILL enjoy the moment and the stillness while simultaneously engaging in the conversation without feeling like I was being interrupted. Again… so different than the “regular world”!

Once we’d gotten our fill of the spot we’d chosen, we started back. Yet, the paths seemed completely different; neither one of us could remember which way we’d come, through many forks and winding turns. We THOUGHT many of the choices looked familiar… for awhile. Then it seemed like the landscape had changed completely.

At some point, I started laughing and said, “Well… maybe we simply walked through a dimensional doorway, which is why it all looks different…” She laughed and agreed with me. Then we considered whether we’d really want to find our way back through… because it DID feel different. MORE space…  So, we decided to call on our friends, the elementals, to help guide us back to the house where we’re staying.

Right after we did that, we turned a corner, and there were two beautiful deer (shephards of the fairy realm) consorting in the wood… they jumped and bounded off in the opposite direction. So we followed…

The butterflies were still all around us… and yet, slightly ahead of us. We continued on their path.

Not to say we didn’t continue on in different twists and turns… we’d reinforce our request a few times (A’shaya had made the mistake of just asking for them to “lead us home”… I told her that was sort of a misleading request, since many would probably consider us home right there, on the mountain!)… and every time, a new path would light the way. And, as the trees are large on the mountain, there were times when we’d lose sight of the peak in the trees… and had to literally guess which was was down (because many of the paths led up).

Throughout this, we found we bonded. Neither of us ever got nervous, panicked, or upset about our predicament. In fact, the longer and further we went, the more fun we had with it. Yes, we got hot; yes, once our water ran out, we got thirsty (but I was VERY glad to have gotten a “nudge” in the grocery store last night to pick up a few protein bars for the hike, because THEY came in handy!)… but we just looked at it as a grand adventure, and pondered what we could learn from the experience. And we laughed… A LOT. We stopped saying that we might’ve taken “a wrong turn”… and just agreed that the many paths, regardless of which ones we chose, would eventually get us where we were going.

Our "Walking Staves of Light"

We picked out some great walking sticks, which we deemed our “Walking Staves of Light.” Though A’shaya was hesitant about using one in the beginning, she really bonded with hers when we started cutting through the hedge going downhill on beds upon beds of pine needles; they proved very useful.

At some point, we decided we must’ve been warriors in some indigenous tribe together in another life. It was then that we renamed ourselves the Warrior Goddesses of the Light… which of course worked well with our walking staff terminology! We even considered whether we should find some mud with which to paint stripes on our faces.

And, the butterflies led us on, staying around us… like we were in some sort of fairy tale.

Our variety of path choices became an exploration; a discovery of noticing when we could tell if a path that seemingly ascended actually turned into a descent; when we could start “reading” the mountain… and then we actually decided to start FEELING it, FEELING our way out.

After awhile I was really getting thirsty; I told A’shaya that it would be really, really nice if we could find a stream from which to drink… and then we could walk around for as long as we wanted without worrying about finding our way out. At some point, we started getting our bearings, and found the old railroad tracks that circle the mountain; since we had crossed the tracks in the beginning, we decided to just follow them until we saw a familiar spot. That never happened; what happened was that I finally spotted a paved road. So, we took a steep path down and came out into a park. We asked a few men who were walking across the manicured field where we were… we discovered we were a few miles from the house… one of the men looked at me and asked if we needed water, because there was a fountain from the springs right at the edge of our field. OK… so not a running stream… but the same meaning… and it was just as awesome (and absolutely refreshing)! What a perfect place to emerge from our play world!

After we explained that we’d sort of lost our way on the mountain, the passersby asked us if we needed a ride back to our house. We looked at each other, immediately understood without any words, and shook our heads, but thanked them for the offer. After they moved on, we agreed that we would see this adventure on foot, on our own, through the end… after all, we ARE the Warrior Goddesses of the Light!  🙂

And so, we made it back… in 5.5 hours instead of the planned 2… exhausted and dirty… but we’d never lost our sense of adventure and enjoyment of the journey, regardless of which path we took. We found humor and fun and playfulness in every turn… and we learned about each other; we learned about and celebrated our differences as well as our similarities, and we found that without any panic or sense of worry, that even though the path was longer than we had THOUGHT (even though my Higher Self obviously had it all under control… after all, I was at least prepared with those protein bars!)… we were given everything we asked for along the way.

We realized the amazing and wonderful messages that had come through for us on the journey… and how the real, all-encompassing message really was that it’s ALL about the journey itself.

After her 7-week period of solitude in Mount Shasta, A’shaya is moving to Florida in a week… and is seriously considering sending off her walking staff to Florida ahead of her, and then getting it sanded with just that engraved on it: “It’s ALL about the journey.” Because it really is.

How awesome is THAT?!