By Samaya Seed
Healing the Wounds of Turtle Island 2020
Our ancestors tell us that the Eastern Door is where we will gather to begin the healing of this land. It is here in the East where first contact was made between the Native peoples and the newcomers. It is here that the first blood was spilled between our people, and the long history of violence began. And, it is here on this same land that the healing must begin.
Our prophecies tell us that when the people of the world rise up and begin standing for the protection of life, a great healing will begin. In order for that healing to take root, the people must return to the place where the initial wounding on this land took place, and join together with one heart and one mind to heal the wounds that they carry within them, and those carried by Mother Earth. When they do, the Eastern Door will re-open and we will be able to renew our sacred contracts with one another as human beings, and between human beings and the rest of creation. The opening of the Eastern Door will usher in a new beginning, and begin building a new way of life for all living beings.
This is a twenty-one year ceremony that will travel to all corners of this land to open each spiritual door to bring in the healing energies that we so desperately need. This is the fourth year of the ceremony. It will be hosted for four years in each location and will return to the starting point in the twenty-first year to close the ceremony.
And here now is the invitation….
We invite people from all corners of the Earth to join us in this healing ceremony. We will come together to heal the common wound that we all carry from our shared history of violence; to heal the wounds carried by Mother Earth, and; to heal the imprint of those wounds in the energy field overlaying the land. We all share the impacts of these wounds, and we must all come together to heal them.
Please note that there is no cost to attend, but you do have to register.
https://www.healingturtleisland.org/
Online, July 10th – July 13th
Grandmother’s Message for the Cosmic Turtle Moon
From Quadra Island and the territory of the Wei Wai Kai peoples, a small Gulf Island, one of several Discovery Islands between the mainland of British Columbia and Vancouver Island, an island that like other locations represents microcosm of this island called Earth.
The land spirits are very strong here and I am reminded of precious Kristin Campbell’s invocation prior to every yoga class: SUFFERING IS OPTIONAL!
We are at the turning of all times on earth in this part of the universe. We are both in this universe and within this turning of times just as we are within this COSMIKA TORTUGA! When we have bellies to this earth where nature is still wildly talkative through winds and the whispering of branches moving in breezes, we hear differently than we do in the lineups at LIFE LABS waiting for blood tests.
We listen to what is magnetically at the very core of our beings and like those magnets attract what it is that is arising , activted, alive or wake within us. It is not necessarily TRUTH universal, it is more likely an anarchical memory thawing in the heat of these JULY times. Unless we are in the Southern Hemisphere and experiencing the winter of more coolness.
Either Hemipshere, like those of the human brain, contains programming or patterns that we have neuronally been running as habituated thoughts and they along with the cells, glands and orgtans of these human costumed bodies, also revel patterns such as urges to seek comfort in foods, impulses to gamble rather than to sit within the roots of these urges. These patterns at roots of beings, unveil strategies for survival: fighting, flighting, freezing, fainting….. All are both hereditary as well as consequences of environmental nurturing or not
Still suffering is optional. Some of the greatest teachings have emerged from within the cocoon of times like these. The earth and the ancient rocks have born witness to what the evolutionary capacity of humankind has been. Petroglyphs upon cave walls, remembrances of first fires, berries as paints and fingers and hands as instruments mark clearly the passageways we as two-leggeds have moved through. We have within these DNA codings, within these genetic keys, access to capacities that surely now on earth are crucial and necessary to be expressed.
In order to express these capacities, just as foetus within the womb, we need an umbilicus, a cord to the outer maternal contexts, human, or earthwise, to feed us information, pulses of nutrients, colours of emotions, the breathe of HER thoughts and agareements. We receive and need feedback for this universe, this earth is interactive and interdependent!
These turning times are times for the DEATH of core wounds inherited, fed back from within these wombings, these cocoonings, of beliefs such as: I cannot ask for help, I am all alone, I cannot trust anyone, I will die so what is the use, IT IS ALL TOUR FAULT that I am suffering. These are corollaries to core beliefs such as:
what is the point so I might as well die (slowly or swiftly), I give up, there is no where to go to be safe from….
Letting these core wounds die in the Sacred Fires of our campsites, in the holy bowls of our sage and sandalwood, writing them out to express them rather than let them contine to impress us and to feedback these to othersn only continues the global suicide or murderous rage.
In this DEATH gate, we find the arguments that prevent us from sharing our gifts. We meet the MIRRORS of those who projected into our shared spaces, exactly those core wounding beliefs of the lugubrious I, small or wizened with ages, we see only into life as though looking deeply into a MIRROR or our own perceptions.
Aldous Huxley offered to humanity post WW2, Doors of Perception: Heaven or Hell. Are we not at such a DOORWAY as one humankind body or brain of the Mother, this Earth?
YES, I hear the calls, I listen to the silent screams when I leave my Quadra Island campsite and refuge, and it is tempting to join with those who ECHO that which was patterned so long ago, etched in the archeological digs of the bones of our ancestors, including caves and skulls.
It is tempting to complain, to blame, to judge, to grieve without realizing that these a CYCLES and this one will end for all is impermanent and what once was is now over. Another sacred truth; what we resist persists.
A forgetfullness of the MIRRORLIKE reality of this universe continues to stream suffering out into the atmosphere through internet, telecommunications, and between humans in lineups for blood tests.
It can and does stop with just ONE being who knows the difference, one who challenges the currents manmade, not of oceans ebbs and tides. IT DOES stop with YOU and with Me and within US!
Such is our capacity to step up from the morass of global geneocides, personal and familial suicides, and GRIEVE together for what once was is truly now over. TORTUGA medicine is to offer THIRTEEN prayer ties to the top of the spirit tipi and pray for forgiveness that we have forgotten our interconnectedness, our mutual responseability, and our ability to apoplogize. TURTLE says to offer up to the heavens, TWENTY TWO reasons for celebrating life on earth right now. And let those be taken by the smoke of peace pipes into the atmosphere , stronger than the negation of opportunities!
All influences and we are each source capable of rippling out into the universal sea of consciousness itself a new song, a soul womb remembrance, mantras with new calibrations honouring the ancient OM.
We are being called by forces greater than our own inner core impulses, we are being called to GATHER, sharing our resouces, feeding those choosing hell realms, honouring the messages of those hungry ghosts by compassionately listening rather than feeding them junk food that continues the slow suicide.
It is a NARRATIVE, a story telling time around the campfires of life. A time to gather and to share that we care for one another, that there is wisdom in listening to our adults and our olders and to respect our elders. It is a once upon this very time on earth time and we , with our earth whisperers, our tree huggers, with our spirit of medicine plant peoples, those who sing the icaros and dance the mabwiti, together, we shift the very core of this human life on earth.
That is not so long, folks, relative to earth, pachamama, lady gaia’s lifetime of geomorphological evolution.
Perhaps hundreds of thousands of two legged times called years, and billions of times of earth wise livings and changings called years.
So as we sense and know when to emerge from the Cosmika Turtle time, to the safety and more importantly to the calling of LOVE all around us, know that DEATH watches over us like an archangel, honouring all of our struggles, all of our sufferings, all of our stories of scarcity and not enoughness. DEATh witnesses the crimes of centuries of ignoring our togetherness with earths elementals and all of HER stages and ages and chuckles.
It is an old song: WHEN WILL THEY EVERY LEARN, WHEN WILL THEY EVER LEARN.
So on this Cosmic Turtle time , rhythms and rhymes, songs and sounds, dances and circles, as this full moon emerges to reflect as a MIRROR , what we are each thinking, saying,d oing, sharing in our gatherings, loving in our relationships, let us say THANK YOU for what these turning over on our back times are revealing to us.
Remember, SUFFERING IS OPTIONAL.
With all of my heart from the lands of Wai Wei Kai, and Quadra Island, British Columbia and its mountainous coastal beauty, we are one love one truth one earth one breathe one tribe and one mind with our Mother Pachamama!
Grandmother’s Message: Crystal Rabbit Moon of Cooperation
The lake waters at the mouth of the Marble River, ceded territory for the Kwakwakawaka peoples, are smooth as a mirror, reflecting that which is tracing pathways on its surface. Spring and the emergence from our global LOCKDOWN, reveals here on North Vancouver Island, British Columbia, a lush bounteous greening, from the forests floors to the tips of sitka spruce, red and yellow cedar, douglas fir! Human eyes resourcing these patterns of branchings can relax, digest, let go and become one with again.
The floating goldenrod pollen weaves its way, pulled by the subcurrents of the river’s waters one way and then another. A weaving that blends with my breathing and the currents of my own awareness. That all life lived by any or all of our relatives is a reflection of our undercurrents, our ancestral currents, our indigenous and natural currents. Rising to revel in the light of this day and these times, currents are wavelengths of sunlit emanations from these wild places, moon radiated, starlit, all has experienced coevolutionary expressions over billions of years of turnings on this earth plane.
And now, I turn my eye of awareness, my heart of observation to a floating log, another narrative, a storyline from a tree released by some distant storm, winds and rains and flashing of lightning, the tree no longer, is now a floating log. It too, co-creates a ripple, a path of different form around itself, cooperatively expressing the influences of the undercurrents of river’s waters.
Everything on this smooth surface changes, mirror like, reflecting what lives beneath pollen streams, logs floating, now a duck landing, adding to the activity on surfaces yet blending its momentum with that which lives beneath, the currents of the upstream river, the Marble. Basined in ancient rocks, millions of years geologically, the lake contains at its very bottom, mysteries, that few dive into, content to stir curiosities by viewing what is on the surface. Or exploring the surfaces with kayaks, canoes, small motor boats, humans ways of inviting cooperation with this watery nature.
Today I wondered about SCIENCE, the science of hydrology and water. My inner creator wondered WHO actually named water WATER and WHO divined its alchemical combination of H2O? What impact did that naming have on water itself? On those who observe waters ways? What impact does our observation of water have on water? What impact does water have on us observing it?
And what of that NAMING? “Waaaatttteerrrr”? What if this blue mindedness is not actually naming itself WATER?
Chuckling, I continue to observe, noting what I had been told, that water has a memory, a capacity to be imprinted by that which observes and intends its molecular configurations to change according to the observer’s and intender’s voice and intention. A living experiment, this SCIENCE of observing waters ways. Truly a wonder, a sarva mangalam! A wonder to realize that we two-leggeds, no matter what colour, culture, creed, can influence water and be thus influenced. There is some magic to all of this exploring, is there not?
The pollen cooperatively conjugates its own verb to flow by winding pathways upon waters’ surface yet is moved by waters currents and what of wind, so soft barely permissible to voice, a bare breathe of air’s ways surrendering to the pollens dusty pathways meeting waters ways. All witnessed by this ephemeral sunlight and what of those rays of light and those configurations, or alchemical permutations? How do they influence the pollen, the waters surface and the currents of the rivers ways beneath it all, and do those rays reach down to the marble veined million year aged rocks?
My breathing shifts to a softening deepening my roots into the roots of the lake washed constantly by the upstream flow of the Marble River’s waters. Resting with roots expanding, there is a continuum of knowing that we, that which I observe, and that which I am, are of this ONENESS< universally amalgamated for the sake of all relations to relate in surrendering ways.
And my childlike heart wonders once again: When will all the separation end? When will SCIENCE name its source as Great Spirit and study its true nature, the interconnectedness, the interdependence of US ALL?
Homeopathically, like heals like. With biochemicals named, hydrogen, twice powered, oxygen multiplied, is it possible that waters of this ancient rocked lake can heal the inner waters of humans, hearts, wombs, groins, bloodlines? Can we just remember that we already know this to be truth, thanks to Dr Maseru Emoto and his HADO PROJECT. That we are truly capable of intending and thus influencing waters contaminated by our slothfulness, ignorance, and separation from nature.
Just by standing together in numbers, all conjugally relating to one strong and similar intention, such as LOVE, PEACE< JOY< HARMONY, ABUNDANCE NOURISHMENT, that we as young on this planet creatures, can offer together those intentions from our inner watery source into all waters as source points. We can revitalize glasses of waters, we can re invigorate our internal waters organically cleansing ourselves, we can water with intention our soils and thus, garden once more. We can stand together and offer the RAINS and WATERS to our eroded mountainsides deforested because of our forgetfulness and reseed those barren lands.
WE can STAND TOGETHER world around, and hold this bodhi called GAIA and apologize for our ignorance and arrogance and end these cycles of violence TOGETHER.
Joy to this world, for every boy and girl now,
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea,
Joy to you and me!
For all of our relations
The Nómada Cacao Bar Story
By Indigo and Amber
Indigo’s birthday was coming and she was visiting Amber in the remote mountain village of Monteverde… Celebration options were limited, and we had been wondering what we were actually going to do to celebrate. As the day approached, we were browsing in an organic grocery store, and a big, dark, heavy chunk of cacao popped into our field of vision! It was a 500g block of 70% cacao from Nahua. Being cacao lovers, and having begun our journeys of preparing and serving cacao in a sacred way under the guidance of Grandmother Kaariina, we knew immediately how we would celebrate… With a small cacao ceremony in the forest, to honor Indigo’s birthday and to give thanks for love and life.
Now we are co-creating not only delicious cacao blends and desserts but also savory meals and snacks! For several years, Indigo has been connecting to an intuitive process of creating and adapting recipes which is a spiritual as well as a sensual process. Amber is connecting to her matrilineal guidance in reconnecting with traditional Costa Rican foods. This unique approach to creating can be felt when enjoying the food and cacao… Our whole systems get activated with the cacao we are blending, as well as the foods we are co-creating. We’re currently creating short cooking videos and classes for those who would like to experience this fun and sensual way of engaging with food. We’re also open to express service of some of our creations — currently in Monteverde, and as soon as travel open up… in the Southwest United States.
Amber’s Story
Nómada Cacao Bar is not only about food, it’s also about bridging cultures through the art and pleasure of cacao! I had a very psychoactive idea of medicine, and stepping into the medicine of cacao has been different for me. Sometimes the things that are closest to us, are the things that we overlook. Being a Costa Rican myself, when I thought of medicine I would think of ayahuasca, peyote, and other sacred plants that are not endemic to my own land. Tapping into the cacao medicine has been a journey of reconnection with my own roots. As I have shared with Indigo many times that I am holding the cup of cacao in my hands… it is just like drinking the earth directly.
Indigo’s Story
At first I started by making desserts as a way to escape from the anxiety I was feeling at the evolving COVID-19 pandemic. For a person that’s used to eating out two to three times a week, being at the house every day and making all my food is a whole new thing to me. I’m used to being able to try some nice dessert at a restaurant that someone else made. So being at home with my sweet tooth, I found myself looking for recipes to make sweet things with whatever I had in the house. Also I had recently made a commitment to a GLASS-free diet, suggested by my health coach Kyria (which means gluten, lactose, alcohol, sugar, AND soy free). Then I quickly realized I was finding a lot of joy and fulfillment in making of these foods that I had not experienced for a long time. When I came to Costa Rica in February 2020, my main vision was to spend most of my creative time developing my writing practice. I had begun to feel I was blocked creatively because I hadn’t started writing yet. However, I was surprised to hear Amber’s reflection on this feeling, which was… “Look at you! You are channeling so much of your creative energy into creating these delicious foods and cacao blends!”
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Que tu alimento sea tu medicina, y que tu medicina sea tu alimento.Let food be thy medicine, and medicine be thy food.
― Hippocrates
The Eternal story of Love – Part 1
The Search for Eternal Love
In this eternal search for Love
The glimpse come as a sweeping breeze –
Electrifying yet relaxing,
Uplifting yet grounding,
Vast yet specific
And when the solar light diminishes but just a speckle of memory
And the breath returns inside the body
And life dissolves into another cycle of Samsara
The question remains
Where is love?
Love is
And This is the story of eternal Love
Not just the story of falling in love
For falling in love is too limited to capture the story of Love.
This is the story of being Love
Not loving
For the object of love is too finite for Love
This is the story beyond form and beyond feelings
For far greater tales of form and feelings have been written
This is the eternal story of Light and Nature
The Love story of Light and Nature –
To understand this story, we have to understand what is Love.
Love is.
It is attractive but not just attractive
It is romantic but not just romantic
It is playful but not just playful
It is affectionate but not just affectionate
It is familial but not just familial
It lasts a lifetime but not just a lifetime
It is universal but not just universal
Love is the energizing principle of Life, the Life Divine.
It is the energy within the unmanifest that manifests.
It is the energy of the universe which puts space into motion, and motivates the stars and planets, atoms and elements, minerals and plants, animals and humans.
For no higher radiance is know than the radiance of Light in Nature
This is the glory of Love which is passionate in Nature.
It is said, nothing can be known of that
Unless that already exists
In knowing is sung the ballad
To which the subject of ballad is attracted
For it always existed but manifests in the call
This is the highest principle of Attraction – The Law
Love is the Cosmic Magnet
As is said nothing can be known of that
Unless that already exists.
Love is known because it exists,
Wisdom is felt in the depth of the dream, dream conscious of itself,
for it already exists.
To Love something is to know and feel It completely
It – that which is loved.
This is the ultimate principle of analysis and synthesis.
In this is the sacrifice of birth and death
playing times and times over,
In this is the story of Life of Love.
The highest act of Love is sacrifice but not just for the sake of sacrifice.
Two are the greatest sacrifices and greatest acts of Love
The sacrifice of birth and the sacrifice of death
The loving act of birth and the loving act of death
For only these two are comprehensible
And everything else experiences love as union
of the form of Two in its myriad emanations.
Two are the greatest sacrifices and acts of Love –
One is when Man as an infant separates from the security of the waters of the womb to live as a separate individual,
For as a separate individual the infant experiences life in the unknown and the universe becomes conscious of itself,
One that never was and never will be;
Another is when man leaves his body to become one with All,
For as a man full of life becomes Life itself and the universe becomes absolute,
One that always was and always will be.
One is the journey of the human
from Unconscious Unity to a Conscious Duality
Where the human becomes an individualized soul
Becoming Conscious of the Light in Nature.
Another is the journey of the soul
From Conscious Duality to Conscious Unity
Where the soul becomes Divine
Becoming Conscious of Nature in Light
One is the story of how Light fell in love with Nature.
Another is the story of how this love story becomes eternal.
– Peeyush Kumar
Grandmother’s Offerings for May 2020
A.Time to Gather Your Bundle of Offerings and SERVE!
This 3 month offering has already begun!
We have room time space for 6 more folks, dedicated to the process, determined to be the difference as we emerge into a new earth FIELD!
*invitations: forward a BIOGRAPHY as soon as possible
*request an INTAKE and complete
*subscribe to our CoCreavatars International Newsletter
*calendar our Gathering Community sojourns, our ONE TO ONES,
our Full Moon Newsletter intake time and publications, our New Moon Newsletter Elder publications for your studies
*invest in a JOURNAL with the last 5 pages completely narrating the outcome or results of these 3 months of journeys
*set up a Sacred Altar Site with infant childhood ancestral photos plus five elementals symbolized , encircled with sea salt or cornmeal
*make copies of all templates forwarded with permission to copy for your clients, students with COCREAVATARS logos on each one
*make 15 copies of the FEEDBACK FORM as a template to be completed post each ONE TO ONE and each GATHERING COMMUNITY sojourn!
This is a self funded, community funded programme, a living experiment that we attract what we need and welcome that we are cared for and ready to serve with results clarified. Once accepted into the Community, we will forward the three levels which we will mastermind together, that all needs are met in another dimension now!
Investments of time, energy, consciousness, space, assignments,
journals, prayers, meditations, insights. Valued at $4,444usd or $6,000can. For these times of opportunities,
$2,222usd, $3,000can.
We will be exchanging our valued skills, products, connections, for all needs to be met. AND masterminding with those within this biosphere who are available to redistribute wealth for whealth and earth’s wisdoms! Loving this so so so much!
Biographies and INTAKES completed due by May 10,2020!
kaariinatruth@hotmail.com
For conversations that count, 1 604 815 8793
Welcome to the Redistribution of Whealth Initiative!
We can do this! Ometeotyl
B. Reiki, Raiko, Raika: The universal tree of life of Dai Ko Myo
Ascension into self mastery: Crafting a new way of seeing and living life
Arising from the many jewelled bodhi of Tara, we invite applicants with prior energy medicine, shamanic practices, and deep calm abiding to request INTAKE and complete upon receipt.
These are the times for integration, for impeccable words, for exploration and discovery of our true archetypal HEALER and DIVINE PHYSICIAN expressions to emerge.
Based on REIKI Principles and the Science of Conscious CoCreation, the NINE WEEKS Of travelling in these spheres will empower the emergence and expression of inherent genius! To self heal, for activations within others of the INNER HEALER as well as a progression into the DIVINE PHYSICIAN.
We will begin with a clarion call via zoom on May 20,2020 at noon pacific time for 2 full hours.
Applications via INTAKES requested from kaariinatruth@hotmail.com are available now. We will discern these as to the FIT for these nine weeks.
Actual on line course begins week of May 20,2020 and sessions are 1 and 1.5 hours. Wednesdays at 3 pm pacific time.
NOTE: that this includes 22 hours of internship or practical applications within family, community and on this earth! These require Observation Templates completed after each one.
Investments:
*time energy space cleared for offerings, receptivity, integration, applications
*valued at $5,555usd: now offered at $789.00usd via paypal
Certification offered at completion of the Internship and Observation Templates completed.
For more information , contact Kaariina Natalie Saarinen M Ed Coun
at 604 815 8793 or kaariinatruth@hotmail.com
Om vajra rekhe ah hung!
Welcome to the hub of your life!
Grandmother’s message for the Planetary Dog & Spectral Serpent Moon
Dance of the sandpipers
Songs of the seagulls
Tides rippling sweetness
Winds blowing cold sounds
Earth rings itself into reality
Here at Halfmoon Bay
British Columbine
Resurrecting
Waters and wombs.
My soup this day is rooted with parsnips, carrots, onions, garlic,deliciously herbed with Wild Rose digestives, sea salted,black peppered, cayenne heated at 40,000 BTUs, miso based, my soul is warmed and fed.
What soups have you cocreated for your FAMILY of cells, glands, organs in mind? How have you nurtured your infrastructure of BONES, the narrative of your nerves, the salve action for your skin of wearth? What does your face reveal as you look deeply into the Obsidian Mirror? Ancestors anecdotally speaking, sharing, longing to be listened to? What do the four leggeds share with your heart of this one earth? The winged ones who sing, has your brain been recapacitated to merge with those whole notes registering within the brain stem?
FAMILY: Nine rings of resonances for how we are acclimatized to the weather that exists between our parents. Their dynamic cocreates a pattern that our inner barometer registers. Weather fronts, cold and low , high and hot weather fronts, dynamics in the vast air space that we, in our times, as fetus, as infant, as child, and beyond absorb! How has your internal family, inner mother, inner father, inner foetus, infant, child, responded to the current global climate change?
What a time for such a LIFE REVIEW! To sit alone in some form of solitary vipassana and to write, to draw, to sing, to move and to dance, the RHYTHMS of one’s life and timeline. To begin once again and this time, with revelations of our THEMES, arising from a deeper self love and self appreciation that we chose this TIMELINE ON EARTH to clear up those patterns that procreated dysfunctionality: of mind, of heart, of body, of dynamic interrelationships. IT IS TIME we are US, united as a soul bodhi of the dharma of truth, to inquire, what am I learning from this retrospective, this LIFE REVIEW?
Cultivating solo vision quests, capturing the medicines that come from HER, pachamama, with our glance, rested gaze, with our listening capacities, these times of being ALL ONE WITH invite us to mature. What the world needs now, is mature love, sweet love, a wisdom and a soul song that resonates truth!
Ahhhhing as my bodies, all of them, integrate deeper into the sounds of seas’ tides here at Halfmoon Haven, where I have taken refuge til the Full Moon, after 6 weeks of exploring and discovering life in a third floor apartment wired with wifi, probably smart metered, balcony’ed, yet completely enclosed with what humanity in North America, calls COMFORT! It is warm there, glass enclosed showers, hot water emits from the tap with a turn of the wrist. We watch intermittently NETFLIX with intention: to anthropologically view what humanity deems as real.
WATCH ARRIVAL my friends: this is what we are making real, some of us, at least! Languaging those arriving with empathy, sciencing the way the divine feminine reaches out to create relationships while the masculine surrenders. The entire world changes as a result of that SHIFT of consciousness, that paradigm SHIFT from victim persecutor rescuer, from duality into mature adult with intention and with prayer: let us explore what this is here and now! Let us discover WHY ARE WE HERE ON EARTH FROM SPACE TIME? From other dimensions?
The I am that GMA Kaariina of the Turquoise Heart is now, is a cocreavatar, one of the many messengers who volunteered to descend and re enter lineages of Mothers Lines, of Fathers Lines, and divine what a unique opportunity it is to serve as an intersection experience .
I am in biological form the coevolutionary expression of the genius developing from the launching pad of both mother and father. And within the FIELD of their dynamic weather shifting patterns, I absorbed, imitated, realized, broke free from, evolved rhythmically and sometimes suddenly from that particular agreement, an agreement that lasted 47 years!
For at the DEATH of the STAR of one of us, our father first, then our mother, there was a subatomic dissolutionment of agreements, and from the spaciousness remaining, a reconfiguration emerged for each of us. We became individuals once again and eventually, reformed as a four pointed geometry. Yet, that grief was for the one who consciously cocreated the STAR from his genetic lineage. A sixpointed STAR! Yes, the Star of the House of David!
That constellated agreement to come through ancient long life lines of narratives has been a revelation and a cosmogenesis. It is as though the fivepointed STAR that comprised my family, parents and 3 siblings, that our core itself was lost at various times. Then remembered.
In the remembering, through ceremonies, through family rituals, through Finnish traditions, there was love launching us into another world beyond that of the view of mother or the paradigm and expectations of father. THEY LAUNCHED US with a steadfastness, a congruence within the sphere of the family they wished they had had. Within that SPHERE, we were raised, loved, fed, photographed with costumes on, prepared for four seasons and sports, held as capable with paddles within canoes on Batchawana Bay, North Ontario, we were trained to be self sustainable, championed in ways that our mother studied: HOW TO RAISE A HEALTHY CHILD!
At these times of SHIFTING of global paradigms, from the pyramadine within the RNA within the DNA , from victims, into duality, from duality, into mature adult, from adult who joyously is accountable and responseable, into mastery and studies of one’s own path, into teaching of the sacred laws which universally have manifested as this OPPORTUNITY to cocreate a NEW EARTH FAMILY, we celebrate day by simple day!
We inquire; What do we truly and really need? We listen deeply to the earth and respond with HER language. We surrender our opinions and judgments and become conscious of ONENESS within HER SPHERE: of four great turnings and of her gems and jewels buried deep within her core. We lie down like a moose sleeping beneath ancient cedar, or become still in Arctic waters like a beluga whale, we rest in our nests atop sitka spruce with multiple rings energizing roots into HER. Eagles, we are, gulls we have become, egrets and herons so still, we stand together upon the edges of ancient waters knowing that a new future has arrived.
It is US, a multi-dimensioned soul, a body hosting so much vastness and diversity that we cannot name or quantify this! We can only be curious, like anthropologists sent from another realm to discover: WHAT is the purpose of life in all of its splendor forms here on earth?
ANSWER: our mother left me much as a legacy. ONE simple form was a handprinted in capital letters, on a postem: ANSWER. I have carried it, cherished it loved and appreciated it for 14 years. In the obsidian mirror, when I look into the HER of that which I am, I see smiles, a youthful beauty, innocence, yet a calculated knowing that SHE knows why she is here in the mirror: to birth KAARIINA, and later, LINDA, and later, PAULI. She is here to partake of a new genomic echo from a divine blueprint called FAMILY!
And on this precious day, my heart is grateful, my body well fed with root soup, my spirit is strong and creatively expressing this appreciation, and my soul body knows WHY AM I HERE ON EARTH NOW? Because I am HER ANSWER!
For all of our relations.
OMeteotyl
Grandmother’s Message for the Solar Jaguar Full Moon
Aries full mooning reveals its coming time up here on Dakota Ridge, an EDGE, geophysically holding up conifer forests, skirting around snow capped and dusted mountains. The forests remain untouched in some places, devastatingly taken in huge swaths. Signs of what is ending: the rape and abuse, the exploitation of the divine feminine, this dark Mother Earth.
Down the mountainside, my vista is expansive, following the loud lining along the west Vancouver Island shores. Below me, ramble the shorelines of the Sunshine Coast of British Columbia. Inland Salish Sea waters , also called the Georgia Strait, are inhabited by barking seals, by black-headed oyster ducks, seagulls, flocks of crows, and the occasional eagle.
These are the unceded territories of the Musqueam, the Squamish, the Sechelt, and across the way, the Cowachin. Amidst these untethered birds, arise the smoke of fires sacred to all peoples, the smoke of the obsidian pipe, peace pipes that declare the air is filled with thousands of particles of prayers.
These are the prayers and gratitudes of our ancestors, for we are the living ones who remember that we all, two-leggeds, rainbow coloreds, credoed by many, we have all migrated to where and how we are now, in these times.
There have been great and small migrations, great and small hibernations, great and small retreats, and these phases of our experiences are in the deepest ways, the decisions of inhabitants. We are the decisions of our parents and they, the choices of our grandparents. Our locations are the consequences of what is echoing within our souls, destinies for the remembering during this great cycle of endings.
This FULL MOON of the REAL, of REALIZATION, with a conjunction of planetary emanations, results in what we choose to realize, how we decide to live this experience, and with whom are we migrating.
Up here on the Dakota Ridge, there is further to go upwards, or to return to the valley cut along the Salish Sea by highways. Choices to play flute and smoke pipe alongside a sacred fire, stay awhile and spread ones inner wings over these waters plied for generations by the long canoes, now plied by small strong tugboats pulling large flat barges of gravel.
When one arises to another location, one is gifted with another choice , a VIEW or perspective. What does one bring to that other location, what prior echoing choices arise in the freedom of space without time but NOW?
In GMA’s view, this is a time of Gifting, an economy of offering and knowing, through one’s own inventory of life’s experiences, and one’s belongings, that we have here NOW what we need. Have you begun the dawning of these new earth times with inventories? with assessments of your experiences and culled that which serves the greater goodness of all in this solar system? Have you winnowed the harvests of your life and honoured the particular experiences that reveal your highest truth, your strongest thriving self and the skillsets of ancestors that brought you to this summit?
For REALIZATION toward the MANIFESTATION, this moon calls us to cull and to winnow. To trust that we are in this phase by collective and mutual agreement. That we now have the opportunity to say NO to the logging and to offer solutions to these sparsely conifer populated swaths along these mountain sides. We have the focus and time to say what we need as seniors to live legacies and to reinvest in womens health, in youths whealth and a leadership that rings truths universal.
We have this sacred phase of this moon time to return to HER, to the ancient trees, to the blooming of flowers spring emergent, to listen in South America to the autumn harvests of corn and the kernels of coloured truths that once culled, will serve to seed the next generation!
Some are disturbed by these times, triggered and reactivating ancient wounds, or familial wounds, core beliefs that wind themselves with tension around the lungs and hearts and keep the musculature bound as though no breathe is easeful. For these ones, we offer the golden white light of divinity to relax rather than to relapse.
For those substance abusive, the first substance is the body itself. IT is the spirit made flesh and for generations, we women, have allowed through mutual agreement , a less than posture to be assumed. Our relationships, once out of male female harmony, have cocreated ecologies for wounds to be passed through the umbilicus for 9 precious months into the bodies and systems of our infants, now adult children, wounding self and others and earth.
With practices of tenglun, we can take these on with the strength of our hearts and circulatory systems, digesting the particulars that are also part of our lineages. We can transmute these through yogic practices, with chanting of Gaiayatri mantras, starting each day with a loving 7 Directional BOWing to the wonder of life.
In many fields, in neighbourhood parks, old ones model Tai Chi Chu’an (chen lineage), or brisk walks with or without dogs along these shorelines. Others model the integrity of listening to the greatest trees for messages from these Grandmothers. The wisdom cultures are offering divinations of what is available for these times and the first is CHOICE OF VIEW! Perspective.
What a gifting time: to bridge the medicines of diverse cultures and to share the icaros and the frequencies of ayahausca; to build bridges between generations and to have the youth serve the olders and listen to stories that elsewise will not be heard except by those who listen. What an opportunity to realize that we are being called up to another calibration called celebration. And that we can end these LIES OF SEPARATION and see all arising for cleansings and clearings. Leaving space time for fierce faith to be harvested and to live this superfood of love through breathe and movement and the music of our wombs.
In the Inipi, sweat lodge, temescal traditions, we sit for four rounds, each fuelled by prayers for the directions. The grandfathers, the grandmothers , the stone peoples have sacrificed lives along the mountains edges for these ceremonies. This sacrifice is honoured with tobacco, with permission and respect and the stone people are gathered up to be cooked in a sacred fire. Everything is made sacred by our attitude of gratitude, with our bows and our humour and our great humility. For these are ancient earth-wise ways that are divinely moving the inner particles and inner realms into other configurations. One might say that these ceremonies are alchemical quantum healings.
We enter with humility, forehead to this dark Mother, requesting permission to enter. This, my beloveds, is a healing of how our mother’s were entered into by our father’s at points of conception. We sit in the darkness, witnessing our own breathe, breathing into the darkness that which is alive and arising. When all have come to re-engage in this enactment of conception, labour, delivery, birthing, whaling or singing, breathing and pouncing upon our wounding thoughts, eating and spitting them out, we emerge, more whole, more in the remembrance rather than the forgetting and we rise.
We are greeted by the dog soldier, the fire keeper, the wilderness of soul. We hug one another to say WELCOME! You are here NOW! We are shivering, tremoring, yet exhaustedly hot to the core of beings. We are revolved around the sun of the centre of the lodge with prayers, with songs, with a collective agreement that this is our lived experience. No resistance other than that which arises to be dissolved.
The fifth round is the Dream Round, leaving behind those who go to feast and to calibrate anew. There are always those who stay in the fifth round, like the fifth sacred thing. A return through hundreds of thousands of dreamers to the stars, through the top of the lodge, back to where we each and all came from, with common agreements, to live the DREAM seeded from there to here NOW on earth.
Some say we are dreamers, and we are not the only ones (thank you John Lennon).
This is the time beloveds for us to return to the sacred ways of earth wisdom keepers, of the guardians and stewards of forests and waters, to offer forgiveness to those who have forgotten, to receive the blessings of the RAYS and to bring ourselves back to equality for all of our relations.
This is the OUR TIME, this is the JOURNEY of LIFETIMES, this is why we were culled from other streams of ancestors to thrive to rise to share to teach here NOW. We are the winnowing of guilt fear doubt shame and ignorance. We are the harvest of the wisest of those who came before us and we thank them daily.
So let us enter this FULL MOON and FIRST FIERCE FIRE with faith, that the lies of separation, of us and them, of better and best and worse and worst, of less than and greater than are now dissolving.. Just as the brilliance of the pure white light enters the crystal and is fractalled into the mirrors of our biodiversity, so too, is our immediate environment, our immediate relationships whether it be with natures gifts, human agreements to live with radical forgiveness, radical acceptance, whether it be within this greater cycle ending and participating in gratitude for endings, whether our focus be on what is emerging and participating in gratitude for beginnings.
Either way there is a WAY: a Tao of changes and we are the ONES we have been waiting for, praying for, knowing that is our purpose and destiny: the pure love of NOW!
For all relations, OMeteotyl
Crash Course for a Resilient Life
Wisdom and Offering from Daniel Jubelirer
The truth is, your life is not on pause. Your life is not delayed. This is your life. The question is, how are you living it?
Are you only seeing limitations and obstacles, or also possibilities?
Are you fixating on all that is challenging about this time, or are you awake to what you want your life to be about right now?
Do you have the personal tools and practices you need to consistently stay on track with your vision, even as shit hits the fan?
I ask because I am co-leading an upcoming program with my friend Greg called Crash Course for a Resilient Life, where we will share a system of tools and skills to help you be resilient, creative and clear-headed during this time.
By resilience we mean the ability to move forward with what is important to you in life, even though everything has been turned upside down. Greg and I are leading this course because we know shit has hit the fan. And yet, you still have inspiring, brilliant and important things to contribute to the world. We all do. Realizing this vision may look totally different than you thought, but nevertheless, it is possible.
We want to share with you the coaching tools we use in our own life, and with our clients, so that you can stay on track with what matters most to you.
If this sounds like something you’d benefit from, I invite you to join us!
The Details on Crash Course for a Resilient Life:
- Starts Tuesday, April 14th and meets for 7 consecutive weeks.
- Investment for this program is a sliding scale of $150-$300 for all 7 sessions. We are committed to leaving no one out for financial reasons so please reach out if the cost would be a hardship.
- Sessions are recorded, and you do not need to attend all of them live to participante.
- Deadline to register is this Wednesday, April 8th.
- You’ll be reading a short and powerful book called Mastering Life’s Energies by Maria Nemeth during the course
You can learn more and sign up here!
If you bring a friend with you to the course, you’ll each get 20% off. Email me and I can give you the coupon code 🙂
Again, your life is not on pause. While there is uncertainty ahead, you can be certain about your own inner gifts and strengths. I’d be delighted to have you join us in Crash Course for a Rewarding Life, where we’ll show you tools and life skill sets to make it easier to contribute the gifts you are here to give to the world.
To your resilience in these times,
Daniel