Faith

I once had a family,
I once had standing,
I once had a mother,
I once had a community,
I once had a career,
I once had a dream,
I once had financial security,
I once had ambition,
I once believed in humanity.

What I see now is, mistrust, multiple stab wounds in my back, betrayal, dishonesty, fake community, poverty, lies, false idols and misguided loyalties.

Yet I still hold the faith, Shine my light and live in hope that my kind heart and drive to help others, the Animal Kingdom and humanity, will one day be rewarded and my plight to remain pure in an insane world will not have been in vain.

May all beings return to wholeness, to heal from their wounds and stand in the grace once again.

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Mitakuye Oyasin. Namaste, Blessings. ❤🙏❤

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3 Weeks To Go

We will be leaving Cyprus on the 24th February after almost 5 years of highs and lows, mainly lows. The journey back is going to be a bit of a nightmare and things back in the UK are not panning out as planned. We will be moving into a camper van, a converted VW LT46 that I bought from a friend. It needs some welding doing to it and a few internal changes that he was going to do before I got back, but unfortunately he cant do it in time with his workload. No biggie really, just means that I will have to put up with less space in the van for a while, the welding I can get done elsewhere. The other issue is getting it over from Doncaster to Barnsley because it has to be insured and I will have to put him on as named driver which is around an extra £70.

So, I have made a youtube, fb page, tiktok and instagram pages solely for the camper van journey. I have been trying to learn how to edit vids for a year now and failed badly…but a friend recommended an app which i tried out last night and it seems fairly simple, I decided to trial run it by making a photo montage of my time in Cyprus, to remember the good times.

If you would like to follow our journey as we join the vanlife community, then please feel free to subscribe to my channel.

Here is the video I made last night. I hope you enjoy it 🙂 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbBGzBRg8sQ

Thank you

Maria, Loui and Storm ❤

Cycles

Today’s musings as I get ready to close yet another chapter and prepare to head back to the UK.

Blessings

Maria.

Being of Service….

Being of Service.

Is not something you choose, well not completely any-ways.
You can be called to service and misuse it for your own selfish gains while portraying saintly hood..we see it all the time in this field, sadly!

But the call to service is nothing you can control, you can ignore it for a while but mostly it bugs the crap out of you like a Mosquito in the night drilling away at your brain till eventually you get up and squish it.

In this case squishing it means, forget trying to sleep even though you have not slept in days, are so tired that even the light in your darkened room hurts your eyes, and saying ‘OK, how can I help?’

Rookie mistakes will include trying to brush it off and sleeping, only to prolong the chance of sleep…or ignore the pull of energy leading you down a certain path and miss an opportunity to help someone/thing or witness some amazing phenomena. Or, completely forget the lyrics to that song that has been going around in your head for 3 days, or that poem, or that wisdom teaching you are meant to share with others, or you will loose the image of that painting, symbol or symbolic art from nature.

When you are truly the hollow bone, dedicated and aware of these subtle/not so subtle nudges, then you take note and act accordingly, straight away (or at least not take 3 days to then lose it)

Being of service is a great gift, an honour and though at times it may feel like the gods are torturing you for some unknown reason, the rewards of heeding the call brings so much peace and healing, expansion and connection, that heeding the call becomes a treasured longing, it fulfils our human need for purpose.

So today I ask you to listen to the inner call, to follow that pull in your solar plexus, take note of the inner imagery and send that healing.

This is what you were born to do. ❤

– Maria Wind Talker

Moments Make Memories

Been awake since 4am…still amazes me the amount of traffic at that time on the motorway. I mean it makes sense to work early morning because its too hot by 8am but seriously what jobs are they going to? what time do they finish? and are they asleep by 7pm every night to be on the road by 4am?

Not sure who has it worse those who’s body clocks are working on WTF? all the time to earn money to pay for stuff they never see, or, people like me who barely get by financially but get to enjoy watching the stars from my bed or from my hammock, get to spend time with nature with my fur-babies to play, dance create and live in the moment.

Its a funny old world, as programmed beings we are expected to follow a certain pattern and when life kicks you off the hamster wheel and stops you from getting back on it, people judge you without knowing your situation fully and even then some still sit in judgement.

What I have come to realise in the past 7yrs that I have been ill and out of work, is that neither scenario brings 100% happiness or contentment. Everything is in balance, equal opposites, there can be no light without dark. Our task no matter what life throws at us is to ‘Acknowledge’ those moments that lift our hearts, that switch our brains off from the struggles in our life, in the world and fully appreciate them. Because those moments no matter how fleeting are the reason we are alive. When we die, we wont be recalling the day we earn’t X amount of money on that one job, or buying that cinema screen size TV that we never get time to watch. We will remember the special moments spent that filled our Hearts and minds with LOVE and JOY!

Make the effort every day to be fully present in the special moments.

I will go greet the sunrise now to give thanks for another day and to send prayers out into the world. ❤ 🙏

Many Blessings to you all.

#BePresentBeTheChange

Did You Ever know Your My Hero…

Throughout our lives we have many ‘Hero’s’ people we look up to, aspire to be like, proud of etc etc…I have been blessed by so many amazing souls in my life I am truly grateful for each and every one, even the ones who are no longer with us on earth plane or no longer in our circles, are still held in my heart with love and gratitude.

Our Hero’s change with the passing of time, not replacing the old ones, they still remain an inspiration, a bar for us to aspire to. But time brings us new people and events that bring more opportunity for growth and learning. Personally I could write a book just on the people that I have actually known who have inspired me, let alone famous people.

My greatest hero now though is my Loui, he is just amazing. Next month will be a year since his tragic accident. This past 11months has been difficult to say the least. Mentally, emotionally, spiritually, physically and financially. But, for as much as my life has been turned upside down, bent sideways and caused so much anguish, he is the one who’s life has been affected the most. Loui was so active, psycho nut case, who just loved to run and run and run. Full of life, joy and mischief.

An active human would have given up, I know when my back went out in 2011 and I couldn’t walk for nearly a year and was in agony for 5years, I contemplated exiting this life on more than one occasion. They were the most alone years I have ever felt. Loui was my only constant companion, he made me laugh when days were bleak and gave me comfort when I couldn’t even speak.

Prior to that i was the life and soul of the party, huge social circle, my nickname for years was ‘Mad Maz’ because like Loui, I was pretty out there.

So you see I have an understanding of how helpless he feels, how useless he must feel now as his role as my body guard is reduced to a bark, how restricted he feels not being able to get up and even go to the toilet by himself.

But here he is, he has been to deaths door and turned away from it, he has suffered horrendous pain and despair, endured the pain of physio 3 times a day when he was still in pain, and fought against all odds to gain some mobility in his broken body and mind.

Loui was my saving grace when my back debilitated me, if it weren’t for him needing to go toilet and get exorcise I would probably still be paralysed myself.

But I had to take him out, even when I could hardly stand. Granted at first most days he was restricted to being let out in the garden (which he hated, refused to toilet) but once I could shuffle my feet I took him out, and on the days I couldn’t, my amazing friends helped where they could. Support is everything, even if just a little, it makes a huge difference! Loui saved my life, the least I could do was save his too.

So, to those who continue to tell me that I should have him put to sleep because I have no life or money. You will never understand the bond we have, the debt I owe him or the unconditional love we share. Yes there has been days when I regretted not putting him to sleep at the start, but, I also know that I could not have lived with myself and would not have been far behind him had I not given him the chance.

Loui is my Hero, he is the strongest being that I know and has taught me so much over the years, this last year being the most profound. He deserves all the love and support I can give him for the time he has left with me, he is my soul mate.

He continues to inspire me to live in the moment and to take simple pleasures where I can.

The song below is dedicated to all the people and fur babies who have helped, inspired and encouraged me throughout my life. ❤

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jorJh8DTMVM

Who is your hero and how have they influenced your life?

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May you always blessed with Hero’s to remind you of the Hero within yourself.
Many Blessings
Maria. ❤

Action

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.

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Mitakuye Oyasin

Namaste

Blessings

MWT 💗

Lost Souls

Throughout my life I have been told that I’m too kind, generous and selfless. Like it’s a bad thing. They say I should think about myself more and be less giving because people take advantage and don’t care about me or help me when they can.

Now this may be true, but, that just shows who they are as people, and is not a reflection on me.

I just give people enough rope to hang themselves with then walk away.

If I have helped someone regardless of how they disrespect or disregard me, my heart is full knowing I did all I could with what I had to work with.

From what I can see in the world today, too many people only help if there is something in it for themselves. They become hardened by all the ungrateful, disrespect from their efforts to lead by example. Or simply are out for all they can get.

How then is the world meant to change? Or as I hear and say all too often, ‘go back to how it used to be’?

We must not become bitter at the unrecognition, the rejection, the disrespect, the lies and false promises. Nor succumb to the feelings of isolation that these people ignite within us.

We must recognize the gift they bring, the awareness of your own inner strength that in spite of others ignorance you have the ability to forgive the wounded child in front of you and love them anyway.

We the way showers may have chosen a difficult path but we must continue to hold the lantern up in the dark, so that others of like mind can find us. If we succumb to the darkness of our ego self then we will be lost forever in the sea of lost souls.

Mitakuye Oyasin

Namaste

Blessings

MWT 💗

Light Workers Creed

 

We wake at dawn to greet the sun to thank Creator for another day begun.

 

We pray to the directions, words of peace of love and global healing. Amping up our light, our energy, our Chi.

 

We spend time in nature, maybe even hug a tree, but always in reverence on bended knee, do we take from our Mother for our herbal teas.

 

We light a candle, burn incense and white sage, as we cleanse ourself, our pets, the room and our spirit guides too.

 

We check on friends on the worldwide web and count out our blessings, as we rub the crystal around our necks.

 

We heal the sick and teach and craft, we are here to serve, uplifting is our task.

 

We gather in groups where the energies are stronger, we laugh, we sing, we heal and dance and… ponder.

 

We care for our families, blood or other, we cherish our pets, show respect to our demi gods and especially our mother.

 

We feed them organic nutrition to keep them strong and pro biotic yogurt pots, to keep them young.

 

We wind down at night with the rising of the Moon and we give thanks once again for the blessings, we thank the Stars, the Air, the Sun, the Moon.

 

We blow out the candles, let the incense burn, as we drift on the smoke into other worlds, where we continue our work.

 

A lightworker it seems is always on call, a kind of Mid Wife here to help, Re-Birth it all.

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Mitakuye Oyasin

Namaste

Blessings

MWT ❤

Honesty

The Truth Will Set You Free!

People expect it from others yet seem incapable of granting it.

They give excuses like; ‘I don’t want to hurt your feelings’, however, by being dishonest about how your thinking or feeling not only hurts the other person, that thing you claim your trying to avoid also puts a black stain on your soul, for you are being dishonest with yourself.

Why do people do that? What conditioned fear has them hooked into inauthenticity?

 

Guilt at a change in ideas or ideals? Fear of rejection? Fear of being corrected? fear of being caught out? Fear of being wrong? fear of being judgemental? fear of conflict?

 

What ever the reason FEAR is always behind it.

FEAR = False Evidence Appearing Real.

 

Fear is like Heroin to the superficial mind of ego, it keeps us hooked like an addict and only once we wake up to the fact that it is destroying our life in one way or another,  usually manifesting physically as Dis-ease, might we finally say enough is enough and find the strength to break free.

 

Sometimes our mind can play tricks on us due to past experiences and we can interpret situations based upon those events. We create a whole elaborate scenario in our heads where we are generally the victim of an others concept of us.

 

Or vice versa we derive an imagined concept of another based on an event that may be out of character for them, but resonates with a prior happening in our past.  Character assassination then ensues and rather than openly discuss this with them we avoid the situation, and when questioned about why the sudden change, dishonesty creeps in yet again.

Thy say that the ‘the truth hurts’ but does it really or does it hurt more to feel deceived?

In my humble opinion, if you are being honest about your feelings in a non aggressive or hurtful manner,but, in a loving way, then you have nothing to be afraid of.  How the other person takes it is not your responsibility.   Likewise if someone comes to you with an honest observation, how you respond to that is entirely a reflection of your own spiritual maturity.

 

Patterns and layers of dishonesty weaving a web of lies.

‘What a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive.’

One of the hardest lessons it seems on the spiritual path is Authenticity and that my friends starts with honest communication.

The journey begins with being honest with yourself, dig deep and find the why? behind your urge to ‘save another’s feelings’.

Heart led honesty really is the best policy, always!

Mitakuye oyasin

Namaste

Blessings

MWT. ❤