Life as a gypsy... dreaming of roots.

This painting is evocative of me/my life, currently: Becoming more aware; nurturing the preciousness of life and self; listening to my intuition; seeing with my inner eye; focusing on my path ahead, while honoring my own voice of wisdom. L.W.
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The Triple Goddess by Bonny Hut

Life is in flux. Again. Changes are afoot. 

Are you sensing change, too? 

Are your deepest (or oldest) feelings surfacing? 

What are you embracing and letting go of?

Are you experiencing meaningful synchronicity? 

Have you noticed swiftly enlightened awareness? 

The profound in the seemingly simple? 

Me, too!

I can feel the soul deep, spiraling energies stirring, changing and moving me, my life and everything around me. I can feel a faint uncertain longing whispering 'Almost... ...almost'. I sense that something BIG is about to happen - that something magickal is about to be acknowledged, understood and joyfully lived! Something peaceful, something better; something long awaited. Something akin to bliss.

O! But, the unknown...

 

The unknown is simply that: unknown! Nothing to fear... yet,

It can feel scary when it dances you.

It feels unsettling when it awakens you. 

It may even stir the cauldron of your intuitive being 

in such a way that you surprise yourself.

Can you feel the rhythm?

Can you hear the beat?

 I can!

I am reminded:

Be true to yourself. You are strong. Hydrate, Nurture. Grow! Shine Your Soul Light. Forgive. Have Compassion. Trust.

Pay Attention. Believe. Listen. Speak with your authentic voice. Be daring. Follow the path with heart. Fly.

Though you and I know these truths, yes, and more besides, still we falter, doubt, and wonder... Confidentially,  I am not at all certain of anything in my life at the moment (including where I will be living after the 20th), yet, I do know that it is all going to be as magickal and helpful as I can imagine, and as beautiful and meaningful as I can manifest. I am choosing to live with courage, focused intention, and belief in myself! 

I am leaving what I know behind. I am following the path with heart. I am trusting my inner knowing. I am being divinely guided. I am believing in the beauty of my dreams.

I am setting off on my own.

I am walking away from what was, and is now past. I am reevaluating my life choices and core beliefs. I am facing life on my own terms. I am designing my daily life rituals. It has been a while since I have had my own private, quiet space ...a very long while. Living alone is my gift to myself. I welcome it as a time to focus and work without distraction; space to create, grow, write, garden and practice yoga. Room to meditate and reconnect with the sacred and with what matters most to me. I will be deciding how I truly want to live - Choosing: what strengthens and inspires, what nurtures and heals, what delights, what is meaningful and healthy, what is true to who I am and who I am becoming. This is what I am clearing space for - this is what I am starting this wild adventure in search of. This is where I step into the center of my being and allow what I find there to transform me into my new expression of SHE. I can feel the divine feminine passionately stretching within my body, mind and spirit. She longs for the freedom to speak, to act, and to be honored in new ways. Ways that respect and mirror Her authentic essence; Gaia, and the wild ways of woman. She is the phoenix that I shall become. She is the flames that will burn away the unnecessary and release the vital, enduring, soulful within my self. I seek roots, but She gives me wings!

Phoenix by Karen Salmansohn

The ways of woman and the ways of the Goddess are one, and the same. We flow and twist and turn and gracefully appear still when we move. We trust and allow and embrace as we think and feel. We echo ancient voices, speak truth, and communicate with clarity and wisdom. We are gentle and strong and passionate when we touch. We gather what is needed, what is helpful, what is healing and honest. We lovingly hold ourselves and others. We destroy and begin again with energies that have become tangled, chaotic, and are no longer useful for our holy purposes. We rest and allow ourselves to be rejuvenated by the elements of each season, by the phases of the moon. Within our womb space, we manifest and create all that we hold sacred, all that we desire to birth into being. This is our magick. This is our mystic unfolding. This is our time to blossom profusely. This is our time to remember and reclaim our self.

Though I will be offline during this holy process, I will return at the end of summer with magickal stories, hidden treasure, and wisdom found along the way. Indian summer will stretch her long arms and protect and preserve all that is precious, the rest will be set aflame. While I shake off the ashes I will witness Autumn claim and add them to her collection of dead, stolen leaves, damp soil and other things forgotten. In time, she will strip the roots bare and bury her dreams where heaven and earth meet. The sun will shine... and the last of the years wishes will remain briefly until wind or breath carries them away into the vast unknown. Darling, what do you wish for?

I am making wishes that I find my home 

before summer fades away.

 It won't be long before Autumn will make her nest in the earth...

Currently she is busy daydreaming, envisioning a quiet winter's rest. 

In the coming weeks:

 Consider how you might reevaluate your life, your thoughts, you dreams. Choose only that which feels true, nurturing, and wise. Honor who you are and who you are becoming as you walk your own path of beauty with ever deepening integrity and purpose. Take steps to realign yourself with your highest calling. This is not the time to let your dreams slip away unrealized.

Knowing ourselves and acting bravely is key to living a fulfilled, soulful, enlightened life. May we all be blessed as we embrace change. 

Lovingly,

It's Time

You can threaten a village wise woman with death and torture and she may say "jesus is lord" to survive, but you can never know what's really in her heart...that, I feel, is how the goddess survived centuries of history and hatred.   ― Dianne Sylvan

Long ago, all women were dreamers and healers.

Caroline Manière

We had a profound and conscious relationship with our beloved Mother. 
We knew magick, and how to work with Her natural forces: 

Earth, Air, Fire, Water. 

We heard Her voice. 

We felt Her wisdom. 

We channeled Her power.

We honored the cycle of life and death. 

We remembered from whence we came - Her womb. 

We embraced our hopes and envisioned mystery's unfolding dream.

We knew to where we must willingly return - Her tomb. 

We were fearless and saw the beautiful truth of our shadow self. 

We were part of the precious and fragile fabric of life. 

We were cognizant of the gifts given to us.

Caroline Manière

We knew the cause of suffering. 

And, we found ways to alleviate pain and resistance.

We assisted the birthing process. 

We assisted the dying process.

We knew that both were holy purposed.


Yet, something went askew. 
We were silenced. Our bodies pillaged. Our wisdom denied. 
Our blood tainted. Our sexuality shamed. Our power feared. 
Our spirits wounded. Our dreams were shattered.

The Emperor - reversed
 representing domination,
excessive control.

As we attempted to gather the broken shards of who we are,

we learned to keep secrets. 

As we contrived to heal our disbelief, our severed memories, 

we learned to hide. 

As we struggled to regain what was stolen and lost at great cost,

we learned to pretend and acquiesce...

But in the hidden places within, nestled in eons of sorrow 
and secrets, sequestered in the dark unknown, 
we found our truth unharmed. 
We found our inner voice. We found our inner knowing. 
We discovered that we are stronger than ever before. 

One by one, we gather our power. 

Caroline Manière

Now, as we expand our consciousness, 
we reach beyond the realm of man and call to Spirit. 
SHE hears our prayers. 
SHE knows our voice, 
it has been on Her lips from the beginning. 
SHE has seen and born witness to our lifetimes 
being of service to mother earth, to mankind... 

SHE smiles as we dance with each season, 
just as our mother taught us. 
SHE beams at the way grandmother moon guides us 
to flow with Her cycles of change. 
SHE rejoices that we are learning to trust the rhythm 
of life, death, rest and rebirth.

Feminine Medicine by Caroline Manière

SHE calls us Daughters of the Earth and Sea and Sky.

SHE knows the reasons why we cry. 
SHE knows the reasons for all things. 

SHE holds us in Her sacred space, 
safe in the cosmic universe of LOVE.

SHE calls to us. 

SHE whispers to our secret heart, 
our soul being, and our intuitive mind.... 
SHE asks that we remember HER. 

SHE says:

 It is time to heal and dream again.

 Reclaim the feminine power that the masculine aspect 
of self has slain. Resurrect ME within yourself. 
All that lies dormant, is ready to be reborn through you.

Can you hear my whispers, daughter? 
Can you hear my voice?

May we all hear Her whispers to awaken.

May we all heed Her call to reclaim our divine feminine essence.

May we all remember who we are.

May we all honor from who we came and to whom we shall return.

Lovingly,

Leesa | The Gypsy Priestess

Power of the Feminine Spirit

The Feminine Principle is rising. 

A light appearing out of a dark night, she is compelling a spiritual awakening in humanity. She is birthing a renaissance on earth. She is creating a quantum leap in the soul evolution of the planet and the tremors of her presence are being felt earth-wide.

It is through the Feminine Spirit that the soul aligns with a higher vision, attains a nobler destiny, and brings forth a greater vision. Through this connection, divine archetypes make their way into the consciousness of humanity and become manifest on earth.

The Feminine Spirit has a heart for humanity and a desire to heal the planet. Her keen insightfulness is lending its creative vision to the challenges of our time. Her allegiance to beauty is restoring the wastelands we have created on earth. Her presence inspires life to bloom forth in the desert of time, and for nature to be reborn within the concrete jungle of human lives.

― Aurora Juliana Ariel, PhD
Power of the Feminine Spirit