“For what is it to die, but to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?
And when the Earth has claimed our limbs,
Then we shall truly dance.”
TODAY: “the tangle of blackberries and nettles among the apple trees were more spiritual to me than walking the Tor. The frosty grass and crisp morning to me, feels like something that must have been a past life…”
Still, slow, dull, deep, a silent slumber has fallen over the town. heaviness and light.
ONE WORD: Wisdom
COLOUR OF THE DAY: Silver
HOW I FEEL: The insights kept coming, I am going deeper and deeper into the realms of Avalon and Glastonbury. Also working through layer upon layer of my own deep cleansing and with light shining through. Aah…self discovery.
PHYSICALLY: Catching up, integrating and re-aligning,
INSIGHTS: “Pay the thunder no mind – listen to the birds.”
Sit tight for now. Accept that we are in fact partners for life with the planet. When we walk in balance, we can see very clearly that our natural world teaches us how to do life in a positive way for the greater good of Mother Earth and all Beings.
Pay attention to any signs and symbols that come your way. There is much wisdom to be found.
From this place, you will receive clarity about a new pathway forward and how to proceed, when the time is right. That time is close, but it is not now.
THE COLLECTIVE: As this year comes to a close, I sense that much has still to change, and yet many things appear on the surface, to be unchanged. But if you look at yourself as a living example, you will know that change has taken place this year.
Embrace this life you are living now. For you are moving deeper into the new and into your hi-heart! Know this and allow yourself to feel and offer the love you hold! Live this coming year in a way that shows that you know that everything matters! Show that it has new meaning and purpose! And from that will come a new found rhythm in your own life, a flow, a song, your song, your your signature…
AFFIRMATION:”I am happy, healthy, loved and safe…”
‘The spirits and places…a memory of Avalon,
whispered during quiet moments,
on dark nights and when the Glastonbury women of today
are singing and ‘being’ together.’