Dancing To The Beat Of My Own Drum

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. 💖

4 am Musings

4 am Musings

Kamares Larnaca Cyprus.

Our zest for life...

When we are born with every day we step one day closer to our death. As children we have no concept of death, only life. Each day something new to learn and explore, a new bug in the grass, a new friend made, a new experience. Life is full of firsts.

We feel safe and loved within our family’s bosom (for most) and we are held in that cocoon till our teenage years when hormones and rebellion kicks in as we strive to forge our own path and define our own personalities.

The love bubble of we can no do wrong bursts, as we no longer the apple of our families eyes, turns into the shame stain upon the family name. We, arrogant and stubborn, determined to sail our own ships shove the pain of rejection into the gallows and sail off for adventures new. The first real understanding of death and rebirth.

We set out on our careers, or at least search for one, some driven by money, others by purpose. Here we encounter many trials from asshole boss to peer pressure and self defamation. Thoughts of survival begin to creep in here.

Soon there is a spouse, a child, a home, extended family and stress. The burden of sustainability, responsibility and good health plays on our minds daily. We join a gym, eat healthier, create fun times and try stave the worries from our minds.

Each day a reminder that we are one step closer to the grave but now we have our own family to consider and the loss we leave behind. Death/life intertwined like a tango in our minds.

Our children leave, their own ships to sail. Now we are alone and chase our own dreams that were put to the side long ago. And those heavy bags we left in the gallows surface for us to deal with.

Some days we long for death to take away the pain, others we embrace life with both hands and thank the Goddess we are alive.

Illness sets in, something small at first we brush aside, denying that our days are numbered and that rebel inside says, ‘not yet there’s too much to do and see‘, and captain invincible carrys on as usual, ignoring the signs. Denial sets in.

Our older years sees our friends and family drop like flies, death is now real and we are on the wrong side, life is fading, how long will we last?

We reflect on our lives. The pain, the laughter, the love, the moments. No matter how painful the memories we cling to life, with all its hardships, sadness and loss. We treasure the joys, the simple things, the soul bonds of love, the sunsets the flowers, the pets we loved and lost, the friendships, the kindness, the sea, the mountains, the trees, nature our planet.

Even with a life threatening diagnosis, terminal, means fight harder for this sacred gift of life. How much did we squander dueling with the past?

The questions we ask ~ Why are we born to be taken so fast?, why can’t this life simply last? and When we take that final breath, is it really the end?

Mitakuye Oyasin

Namaste

Blessings.

Maria Wind Talker <3

Do I Stay or Do I Go?

Last May I was ready to leave Cyprus and head back to the UK. The plan was to catch the ferry to Greece with my car and drive back, so that Loui does not suffer the same or worse trauma that he did when he came here on the flight, however, the Ferry was cancelled due to the ‘plandemic’.

They claim that it will open this year around May/June time, if it actually does. It stopped running around 10 years ago after the refugee situation got out of hand here. At the moment there are no direct flights to the UK for the dogs, which to be fair is not something I want to do with Loui after last time, but also now he has to be manually toileted every 3/4 hours and the journey with wait times etc will be approximately 10 hours.

On top of all that worry, we now have the threat of ‘Vaccine Passports’, I for one will not be having it, and I must leave before this becomes a thing! When that will be though is unclear, adding to the confusion and urgency to leave.

So why leave and is the UK any better? Here’s the rub. Over here I can not find part time work and not able to work full time because of Louis needs, I do not have anyone to see to him. Even if I found a permanent part time job the wages are 5e an hour, giving me exactly half of what I need to survive each month. I can not claim any benefits due to previous employers not paying in my national insurance, and if I did find someone to take care of Loui my wage would pay theirs lol. I have been ripped off so much over here that is beyond a joke, you all remember the flat video, that is just the tip of the iceberg. Also, due to my high blood pressure the heat in the summer totally debilitates me to the point that I cant even think, let alone function enough to work. However, there are PLUS sides here too. I have some amazing friends who have helped me in so many ways and who I will be forever grateful to. A couple of those have swimming pools that I can dip in any time I need to to stop my head and heart exploding, that is, if I can function enough to drive there. The beach is also only 20 mins away, not that I go because its too hot lol I live in the middle of nowhere in a valley surrounded by countryside, big bonus. And after years of being ignored and brushed aside by Drs in the UK I am finally getting some proper medical help here, though I have to pay for it. The biggest plus is the vet fees here are a third the cost of UK vets, and with Loui needing constant visits (he has to have another operation this week) well, that’s a big chunk of money I wouldn’t be able to cover in the UK.

UK then? Besides the expense of moving back to the UK, when I get there I have nowhere to live. The council will not offer me a house until I have been back 6 months, nor can I claim any benefits for 6 months. Its like history repeating itself, when I went back when mum died with my 6yr old daughter, we were technically homeless (sofa surfing) for two years before we got a house. A dear friend has offered to put us up for two weeks while we isolate but after that, feck knows? It was hard enough with a kid but with two dogs one of which is paralyzed and double incontinent, well I cant blame people for not wanting us to sofa surf. And now the UK is fecked beyond repair with the fear mongering lies that have enslaved a nation!….PLUS sides, my daughter is there and if I am going to be stuck somewhere due to draconian rule, then I would rather be close to my daughter. I have amazing friends in the UK who if not for them having readings/therapy and attending my online groups, I would not have scraped by here so long, for them I am eternally grateful. Regarding the housing situation, I can get a camper van fairly cheap over there, it is something I have always wanted to do anyway, and even if it is only temporary until I get a job etc it is an option providing I can find the money from somewhere. Food, clothing and vehicles are cheaper in the UK. Part time jobs are easier to find and I have friends who will help with Loui.

So this has been my dilemma for the past two years, should I stay or should I go??

All I know is that I can not survive here another 4 years or know how to get me back to the UK and get set up again without a miracle.

No Hate or Anguish Can Survive Where Only Love Resides.

No Hate or Anguish Can Survive Where Only Love Resides.

This just came to me while weeding the garden yesterday ❤️

To the brainwashed

The weary

The ignored theory.

The sad

The lonely

The unmasked

And the jury.

For the souls lost

The grieving and teary

To the nay sayers

And dream weavers

The dragon slayers

Game changers

The on the fencers

And armed up defenses

To the planet lovers

The earth keepers

And positive awakeners

The star gazing believers

The worshipers

And healers.

Whatever you are experiencing is yours to behold, but, remember each other within this ode.

For we are all unique in feelings and action. But we are all one and the same, without distraction.

Come together, unite, one mind one heart, accept each other, that’s always a good start.

Be grateful for the little things, let’s raise the vibe.

No hate or anguish can survive where only love resides.

Mitakuye Oyasin

Namaste

Blessings

Maria Wind Talker 🙏❤️

Xmas Eve 2020

Xmas Eve 2020

Xmas eve of the past,

That last minute shopping dash,

Cleaning till everything sparkles like glass,

Preparing the veggies with loved ones,

Sharing a glass,

Singing Xmas songs,

Watching Bridget Jones

And opening Xmas Eve gifts before bed.

Xmas eve 2020

What a different scene for many,

For those with partners and kids,

Not much will be different,

But for those living alone,

Family has never felt so distant.

So pick up that phone,

Send a text or email,

Better still, face time

and gap the divide

Bring a smile, an opening of the heart,

Break the Isolation.

Check in on a neighbor

The elderly,

the single mum,

the ones alone,

and don’t forget the wildlife

Give back to mother earth.

We are all connected in hearts and minds,

No restrictions can cancel that bond,

So give thanks for your loved ones,

your friends,

your pets.

And give thanks for this day,

for the extra breath.

The Love we give, we do receive,

and lets pray together

For the new year, a reprieve.

Wishing you all a Happy, Healthy, and Inspired Christmas.

Love and Blessings

Maria. ❤

Being of Service….

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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

Music, a Vibrational Frequency.

Gotta love those 5am epiphanies… Trance Dance/Techno Music, and why even my hair shrivels in a cringe when I hear it.

  1. The energy is too erratic All the time. It’s like the strobe lights and your energy are one. I can see how some people have fits under that lighting because the energetic pattern is totally nauseating. And this may sound odd, but it’s all very monotone. I know it’s called trance music for a reason but has the opposite affect for me, it totally gets on my nerves lol
  2. There is no emotional dimension to it, other than hyper mode. Nothing to emote to or with, that will touch your soul deeply. The euphoria it brings is more like hysteria on an energetic level. It actually annoys me, like a ticking clock in a quiet room. Music is after all the language of the Soul and feeling annoyed is not going to inspire me to listen to it again.
  3. Musicians play instruments not tinny sound bites. There is something magical about hearing a guitar for example, that can make you weep or rock out. To witness an artist sharing their years of honed gifts, their life purpose with you and to feel the flow and blend when a band plays together. Music is about our personal journey, on a collective sound wave, shared by all in that stream.
  4. The power of a live gig, the pure sound healing that vibrates through your body, the endorphins released, the feeling of unity as hundreds of people come together to share their love and appreciation for the artists and their music. You have world peace right there, shared love and appreciation.
  5. So it’s not simply that I’m old and out dated, I do appreciate all music, even some tech stuff but, you just can’t beat real music, played with passion, emanating from such special souls who touch our lives in ways far beyond what they will ever know.

Just my opinion, I am sure techno heads will say the same. 🙂

Whatever rocks your boat, different streams, same journey.

I’m a Rock chic, screaming guitars that make your hairs stand on end, and your whole being feel alive 🤘

“Let music be the food of Love” ♥️

Blessings to all sound wave travellers.

Maria Wind Talker ♥️

 

 

Moments Make Memories

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

The Path to Enlightenment

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Summer is nearly officially upon us, though here in Cyprus Summer came super early, and after the long wet winter our bodies are not adjusting well, Autumn  never came, we jumped straight from winter to summer. Stay hydrated and indoors as much as possible, give your bodies a chance to acclimatise and avoid heat stroke or worse. Its going to be a long one.

Just like our bodies need the seasons to adjust and recalibrate to function properly, so it is with development on the spiritual path. There is no jumping ahead of to get to the top of our game, we have to integrate, digest, experience, practice, hone our skills before moving on to the next step.  Otherwise we overload our system with information without integrating it thoroughly, and this leads to all sorts of issues, not only or us, but more importantly for those who seek our council.

In this techno age where we have a myriad of opportunities at our fingertips, temptation is flaunted in front of us daily, like a siren to a sailor, drawing us in with the promise of something more….

Do not be fooled by the marketing schemes, or the ego’s fear of wanting more, of not knowing or being enough.  It is a trap, and one that may bring you short term gratification, but, will leave you feeling unsatisfied and unaccomplished in the long run.

The spiritual path is like a fine wine, you need to absorb it with all your senses before sipping it in slowly, absorbing all the subtle elements that that particular vessel holds.

Take your time, enjoy the journey on the path and along the way you will meet people who will hold some knowledge to accelerate your growth spurts, naturally.

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Mitakuye Oyasin

Namaste

Blessings

Maria

Did You Ever know Your My Hero…

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

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