Feel the beat, breathe the rhythm. Know within that all is forgiven. Release the tension, dance and sing, fill the air with dynamic flare. Bathe in the energy of tone and tempo, as vibes of joy begin to flow. Transport your mind along the wave as it washes through you with every bass. Draw upon the spirit of the drum, and soon you will be joined by the ancient ones. 💖
Feel the beat, breathe the rhythm. Know within that all is forgiven. Release the tension, dance and sing, fill the air with dynamic flare. Bathe in the energy of tone and tempo, as vibes of joy begin to flow. Transport your mind along the wave as it washes through you with every bass. Draw upon the spirit of the drum, and soon you will be joined by the ancient ones. 💖 #DancingToTheBeatOfMyOwnDrum
Mountains rise reaching to the sky but below the eye they touch the heart of our mother. Holding her flesh together like her bones.
The trees reach towards the sun, their roots travelling deep, far and wide, securing it’s magnificence to the surface. Like sinews holding everything in place.
The waters flow from the heavens, permeating deep to replenish under ground streams. Like the blood flowing through our veins.
Thunder booms in the sky while lighting hits the ground with a jolt so strong it can power a car. Like the force of the pump that beats our heart.
The wind blows from all directions, sometimes soft, sometimes hard. Blowing up tyres and sailing boats. Filling our lungs and bringing us life.
Oil comes up from the deepest parts and travels around our mother, clearing, lubricating. Like the blood pumping our heart.
The grass grows long, or short, dancing in the breeze, like a beacon for passers by, absorbing the dew and offering shade. As our hair, connecting us to heaven and earth as a natural antenna and umbrella.
These are but a few ways of how we are all connected with nature, with each other.
As above so below, as without so within.
What we do to our planet we do to ourselves and vice versa.
Is your body your temple? Or Is the mountain? If you revere only one, then life is out of balance. For without one there is no other.
Take time to observe nature today and see how she is a reflection of you.
What can you change within yourself to change what you see out in the world?
Take action today, tomorrow is not guaranteed.
To be Authentic is to be Transparent.
Start with self the rest will be easy.
Melding of the Tides
This morning I had a dream for the second time this year, its a new one to me in that it is not a recurring childhood dream. I’m not too sure what its all about but thought I should write it out and maybe gain a little more clarity on it.
The beginning bit was different this time, the first time I was in a house maybe a B+B with my partner (im single btw). This time we were walking through a village, not sure where it was, could have been the UK or somewhere similar to the lake district, it was as green, clean air etc but much warmer.
Anyway we are walking along, chatting away, kissing and cuddling like lovers do. We stop near a T junction and i sit on a wall, he was stood in front of me with his arms around me. Over the road there are a few shops, we were embracing and laughing and i gently kissed his neck, at the exact time i did that a beautiful woman in shorts and a bikini top came down the hill on a pushbike and stopped outside the shop opposite us. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, so I went ballistic, told him I was disgusted at his behaviour especially at the timing and told him that I wont be disrespected like that again and it was over.
He looked mortified , not at me exploding into some psycho witch from hell but at his behaviour, and said that he has no idea why he did that and genuinely looked bemused. He apologised and said that he needed to go back to our digs to think on his actions, alone. So I said that is fine and I needed some space too and we went our separate ways and I went to investigate this beautiful place we were in.
People were friendly here, smiling and saying hello as they passed, everyone felt like they were in holiday mode. Some where there like us as tourists but mainly it were local people, all happy and smiley, at peace with themselves and the world.
The main part of the village was raised, there were rolling hills to one side, which I gazed upon while having a coffee, wondering what they had witnessed down here over the years. At the other end of the village was a river and across from that was wild country, nature at its best, untamed or tampered with.
It was getting late in the afternoon and the sun began making its decent, so I headed into the village to ask for directions back to where I was staying.
People were all super excited and running around like crazy, some going one way and others going in the opposite direction. So figuring something exciting was about to happen and I followed some of them, running to catch up.
We were running through the streets towards the back of the village, then we turned a corner and I could see the sea! There were black cast iron railings and everyone was clambering onto them to get a better look. The waves were huge and angry looking, crashing and breaking against the wall and everyone laughed as they got wet. The tide was coming in closer and closer very quickly. in the corner to the right where the wall met with the wall of a building, there was a rather large guy and his son stood on top of the railing, leaning against the building, father holding son closely as they balanced precariously on this railing. My heart was in my mouth and before I didn’t even finish thinking to myself that he was being irresponsible and they were both in danger, before a huge wave came over the top of them both and washed them off into the crowd. Luckily they were not hurt and got up to run with the crowd again as they raced to get across the village, to where they would witness the sea emerge from under the village.
I followed them, running along in all the hysteria felt quite liberating, exciting and scary all that the same time. I had no idea where we were going or what we were going to witness, maybe more of the same, waves crashing and people getting wet?
They had all disappeared round the corner and off at break neck speed so I was lagging behind, trying to keep up by following the other stragglers.
When I finally caught up with them the scene was very different, people were still excited but everything was calm and serene. I pushed my way to the front and was bewildered to see ahead of us the sea coming in from the opposite direction! it was calm, and slowly making its way towards us, no crashing waves just gently lapping along.
I was confused but so intrigued, how can this be? Before I had time to formulate my thoughts there was a big ‘OHHH’ from the crowd to the left, then silence. Everyone was still, everything was quiet apart from the clicking of cameras. I looked back to the sea which had drawn closer then I looked down to the river below and saw it.
The sea we had witnessed earlier was making its way towards the other! it had calmed a little with travelling below the village but was travelling faster than the other. the waves eventually touching momentarily before subsiding again, like they were testing the waters before diving in. Slowly they gently joined becoming one ocean, it was magical, so beautiful, it took my breath away and filled my heart with love and wonder. As they joined, the sun was setting, casting rays of golden, red and orange light across the union, like the universe itself blessed this auspicious moment. The seam where they joined was clearly visible, like they were seperate entities but joined as one, one soul, one energy yet individual in their own right. Ying Yang.
Everyone turned and hugged each other, the love shared there in that moment was so powerful the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and tears of joy rolled down my cheeks.
People began to disperse, some going to find a cafe to sit and absorb the experience and others headed towards the wilderness to find a place to set up camp before darkness rolled in.
I walked slowly on the way back, replaying it in my head, in awe at what I had witnessed and sad that my partner had missed this magical experience.
Then I was asking someone if they know of a chiropractor that I could visit for my back pain and they directed me to a building with an intercom. i got there and rang for assistance, they let me into the building and it was set up a bit like a chemist. I went to the receptionist window and asked if i could get an appointment with the chiropractor, she silently pointed me to a sign on the wall. The sign was a bit like a directory, ‘press 1 for the Dentist’ etc…so I pressed the number for the chiropractor and sat down to wait.
While I was waiting, my partner appeared. He came and sat next to me and i asked him how he had found me? He said that is not important but what is, is that he realised what was behind his earlier out of character actions, he said that he realised it was fear. That he had found someone he did not want to loose and through that fear he created the thing he feared most. And asked for my forgiveness.
At that moment there was a ping as the speaker announced for me to go to the reception. I stood up, squeezed his hand and smiled, then walked over to reception. The lady had gone and there was a box of eggs sat there with my name wrote in the lid. Bemused I took the eggs and turned around to leave.
Then I woke up, with major back ache from all that running around. 😉
I realised while writing this out that we went around all the directions of the medicine wheel.
Starting out in the East by the T junction, moving to the West with the mountains, North with the wilderness, South with the angry sea and back to the North/West for the merging.
I will ponder on it all today but what do you think it means?
The Element of Air
This week I have been sitting with the element of air.
Totem: Eagle + Condor.
Air correlates to the Eastern part of creation. It represents the vital breath from the winds that brought the Universe into being, with the breath of life (Om).
Air is also connected to the mind, wisdom, spirits and the soul.
When we create a prayer ceremony, using fire, breath work or spoken word, our prayers are carried up to creator on the winds.
Air or breath is the life giver to all life on our planet, it breathes in life and exhales it in death.
When we breathe in we are inhaling oxygen that may have travelled around the world and through thousands of other beings. And when we exhale we pass that breath along. We share this same breath with the trees as we do with the critters, It connects us all together.
If you connect to the breeze you may hear their stories, or feel them as you breathe.
There are many breath work techniques that can help with various things from anxiety to asthma to restful sleep, all help to move stagnant air out and refuel you with a fresh supply of oxygen.
Eagle and Condor, both welcome in the new day soaring on the wind, they bring in new opportunities, growth and inspiration.
When we open up to them we begin to float on the breeze, becoming one with the air that surrounds us and within us. Then we begin to comprehend this element at a deeper level.
May the winds of our Ancestors blow softly in your ear today.
Thunder Moon Pilgrimage.
Apologies for the long post and the delay in getting it up, life takes over at times.
On Monday the 18th July, the weather reports were predicting that on Tuesday the day of the Full Moon, that temperatures would soar in to the 30’s, just for one day. The following day thunderstorms were predicted.
So I packed up the car and Tuesday morning, we headed to my favourite camping spot in Derbyshire, only 20mins away from my sacred place, Lawrencefield. 🙂
As with every visit to Lawrencefield, it was a journey of self awareness, healing and love.
My plan was to get up at Dawn so that I could enjoy a full un-rushed day, in the very welcome sunshine at my spiritual paradise. However, I was late waking up after a restless night and we set off at 10.50am, as it is only a 90min drive, I was glad that I would still get most of the day there and with the lighter nights it made up for missing the morning. 🙂
About 30 mins away from Castelton, the road was blocked and a diversion set in place, I thought ‘great, here we go again’ lol…The road took us in the opposite direction of where we needed to be and eventually brought us out in some suburb of Sheffield, we were lost.
I found a grassed area with a newsagents and pulled over to let Loui out for a stretch and get us some water to cool down. Then set up the sat nav on my phone, we were only 40mins away, so we had not strayed too far off the path and had seen parts of Derbyshire we would have missed otherwise. 🙂
No matter how many times I have driven through Winnats Pass, it still gives me butterflies in my tummy when I see it, its pretty impressive.
The entrance to the camp site at Rowter Farm.
I always get a tingle when pulling into the drive up to the farm, I have been going for so many years now it feels like a home from home and especially nice as the owner recognises me and always speaks. I have also watched her kids grow up into beautiful young ladies too.
I was pleasantly surprised to find it relatively empty seen as we are in the school holiday season, so I had plenty of choice as to where to pitch up. 🙂
After getting pitched and making a cuppa, I had an hour soaking up the sun while reading my book, the temperature was up in 30’s, bliss. 🙂
Rather than risk not getting to Lawrencefield the next day due to the fore casted thunder storm, I packed my rucksack and we headed to my sacred place to enjoy the rest of the day.
Loui paying his respects to the tree 🙂
After paying our respects and setting intentions at the gateway (Tree) we headed onto the pond so Loui could get a drink. On the way we came across a sheep with her lamb, who was very curious and came within millimetres of me being able to stroke her, I could feel her breath on my hands but loui posed too much of a threat even though I had him behind me on a very short lead. She followed us for quite a while then mum called her back.
We got to the main rock face and was pleasantly surprised to see it quiet, with only a couple of people climbing. Two elderly gentlemen who loved Loui and chatted for quite a while, while Loui was cooling down in the water.
Then we headed off through the silver birch to connect with nature and find a place to meditate. We visited another of my portal places and after being disturbed by walkers, we headed off to find another spot. On the way I thought I saw a huge Hare, but on closer inspection it was a tree stump. lol
We walked right to the end of the pathway before it heads down deeper into the valley.
Then I came across a beautiful twin silver birch that called me to connect with it. The left side the tree had grown in two and looked like a twin flame, on the right side it had grown off on its own into a beautiful curved branch. I embraced this like reconnecting with an old friend and spent 15 mins with my head on it and arms wrapped around it.
Amazing, I cant even put it into words but I could hear/feel it breathing, I was shown symbols, colours and went dizzy like I had taken a psychedelic. Then I was carried on a gust of wind along with the trees breath, to a place of no place, just colours and energy. The tree and I were breathing as one, magical. It was beautiful, I felt so at peace and then all of a sudden I was back with the tree and Loui was patiently waiting for me to continue our adventure.
We headed back towards the pond, still in a semi trance state when we found a pretty spot that looked like a good place to sit and meditate in the sun.
We sat here a while just absorbing the serenity and listening to the whispers on the wind. It was so peaceful I took a little video to share it with you: Thunder Moon Pilgrimage.
It was getting quite late so we headed back to the car, via the pond for Loui to cool off again. Then as we headed to the pathway out, the Lamb appeared again and seemed quite distressed. She had lost her mum and was bleating for her, so I told her we would help find mum and she followed us along the path. Then her mum called back, she was foraging deep in the ferns. Mum and Baby reunited, we headed to the Gateway (tree) to give thanks for the days gifts.
It was around 6.30 when we got back to camp, so I got straight on with making tea. While that was cooking I packed up my sage, notebook, pen and rattles ready to do ceremony under the moon later.
The Sun was making its decent and soon the moon arose above the farmhouse.
It was around 9.30pm when we set off along the public footpath behind the farm, that leads deep into the wilderness of Derbyshire.
As I was walking I was in awe of the moon, worried about it getting so dark so quickly and the walk back in the pitch black and also wondering where the best place to go would be. (monkey mind) Then I saw this. A reminder to stay centred.
Shortly after I heard, ‘go to the crossroads’. Which was a relief as it was not too far away from the camp site, maybe a mile. It was fairly cloudy so I didn’t manage to get a good shot of the moon other than it when it rose over the farmhouse earlier. None worth sharing anyhow. I got to the end of the lane, the crossroads, I lit a candle and sage honouring the directions and began to write out my affirmation whilst singing and whistling my creation song. I burnt the piece of paper asking for my prayers to be carried to creator on the smoke, then closed ceremony and gathered my things.
When I looked up, all the cows in the field had come close up to the wall to see what this crazy lady was doing out here at dusk. So I waved some sage over in their direction to bless them too and gave thanks for their presence in our ceremony.
We made our way back walking into the setting sun, it was a beautiful way to end the day.
I didn’t sleep well, the ground was uncomfortable (I forgot my blow up bed) and it was quite cold in the night. I took this picture of the moon as it was shining through my tent at 3am.
By 4.45am I figured I was not going to sleep, so I got up just in time to snap the sunrise before my phone died.
After grabbing a quick cup of tea we headed off for a walk. Something made me go Right out of the camp grounds, which leads onto the road. Normally I go left, down where I went the night before. But this time, I felt I should explore new ground. Unfortunately, I had no camera, so will have to go back and do it again to capture how amazingly beautiful it was.
When we got to the road I could see off in the distance a copse of woods, so we headed towards that after saying hello to the cows and calf’s there.
When we got to the woods it was fenced off and there was a sign for Mam Tor. Well, id never heard of it so off we ventured to climb a mountain. It was hard going especially with my back and Loui pulling my arm out trying to get the sheep! I nearly gave up a couple of times but from somewhere I decided I was going to make it, bad back or not!
The view from the top was breath taking!! I so wish I had a camera with me. We sat on the edge watching the sunlight illuminate all the colours on the hillside as it emerged from behind the clouds, the different shades of greens, like waves on the ocean.
As I sat there, I pondered on the weekend and realised that though it felt like I was in the moment and enjoying what this place had to offer, I really was not fully in the moment or appreciative for what I had experienced.
At Lawrencefield, I had that amazing experience with the tree, yet I was still looking for somewhere to meditate, but it didn’t happen, I couldn’t settle. Then, when I saw the copse of trees today my first thought was to see if I could finally meditate, but that didn’t happen either as the trees were blocked off!
So as I sat there on the top of Mam Tor, I began to see a pattern in my life, of how sometimes things never seem/feel enough or good enough, of my perfectionism and general dissatisfaction with what I am presented with if it does not match my expectations.
Wow, I felt like I had taken 100 step backwards on my spiritual path. Here is something I wrote about expectations, years ago: https://mariawindtalker.wordpress.com/2013/03/27/expectations-2/
I gave thanks for this realisation that I had somehow slipped back into this place of no place where nothing can move beyond until the block has been recognised and released. Then reconnected to the tree at Lawrencefield to fully appreciate the the vision/experience I had there and to give thanks from a soul level not just a mind one!
When we got back to the camp site I headed to the wash rooms to clean up and there was a lady in there doing the same. Seeing my rucksack, she asked if I was heading out for the day, I told her that we had just got back from Mam Tor and she replied,
‘We did that on our first day and I am still recovering four days later’.
This made me smile inside, like I had really accomplished something by getting up there, and I did, in more ways than one. 🙂