stories of life, love and healing

Sacred Lake at Lennox Heads

A special treat ~ watching the Sun rise out of the ocean.  One of my most special delights… witnessing the birth of another day, through the deep waters of captivating Neptune.

I know what I want… and it moves toward me.   We will meet soon… till then each day an opportunity for celebration.  Life is generous beyond comparison.  Life offers joy within every moment.

Love ~ the most powerful healer… cutting through all the congestion, blocked flow and building tension.  Releasing the hormones needed for optimum health and well-being.

Love brings Life… renewal and growth.  Love eases all pain, sorrows and grief.  Love knows no bounds… is held prisoner by none.  It’s free to move wherever it desires.

It’s bound by no thought, concept or idea.  It exists alone… shining its grace.  It woos, it calls… moves closer to entice.  It knows your longing; let loose those fingers ~ gripping for life, on that old cold memory.

Bravery assured… courage in loads.  Beauty overflows… nothing left untouched.  We dance and sing… we honour and revere.  We’re slaves to Love… it is our human quest.

When we’re ready she alights on our head… her radiance glows, blinds us at first.  Then that feeling ~ so soft, so warm, so thorough and penetrating… fills every cavity.

Our body rejoices… ahhh she’s finally arrived.  Our path has been long… through many experiences; we almost lost hope.  But that little voice always there… just another step, then another; see it’s easy.

We fill our lungs with air… then a slow and conscious release.  A smile moves our lips, our eyes glitter with hope.  We lift one leg… ground soft and supportive under our foot.  Other leg rises… again support meets us.  We’re on the right path… we just need to keep moving.  Never lose hope, trust or knowing.

You can only ever do your own thing….

Second day of June ~ mid-month time of the year.  How we going with our plans… where have we come on the road we’ve chosen?

Some surprises I’m sure ~ many twists and turns.  The road is never straight… letting you see ahead for miles.  That’d be making it easy… where’s the fun and surprises.  Yes, the mystery.  Yeah I know keeps you awake some nights… or plays havoc with your digestion.

Which brings me to the body.  My body, your body… how it’s feeling, what’s it saying?  Do we listen to its invaluable direction?  Or do we decide we know best… trust the rampaging thoughts that scream across our screen.  Immerse ourselves in trivialities… as the clock ticks on, eating up our time.

What does it take to come to?  A good shake, a strong dose of caffeine?  Nah… often its a mighty shock, that tumbles our foundations; gate crashing our revelry.  For a moment we remember where we are and what we’re doing.  If we’re lucky we listen and hear… ‘change your ways… NOW’ she roars.

Her voice raggedy and hoarse from the constant shouting.  She has your attention for just a second.  Eye to eye you stand.  Later you awaken… stretching your arms over your head.  A big gulping yawn… eyes pry open, it’s still dark but lights not far.

You remember the dream… it seemed so real.  Like it really happened.  You scramble to remember all she said… it was a she, who was it?  You grab a pen, you scribble down all you remember.

It’s more than the words… there’s something you feel.  A freshness… something is different.  The voice now a memory, but you still feel its resonance.  There’s something important you need to remember… something you need to do.

‘Stay on the track…’ words linger.  Trust is all you need; and of course complete adoration of yourself.  Bits coming back… it was something about Love.  You remember falling asleep, her arms around you… held so close.

Love changes all, the path twists and turns… your destination hidden.  You know inside you.  It’s clear, that pure light that guides you forward.  All around, many are there…  you see them, you know them; they come when you call them.

So much a mystery and yet it’s simple.  Love is all there is… and Life holds you to her tightly.  You’re loved more than you’ll ever understand… it’s divine, it sacred, it’s what’s at the core of everything.  Every single thing in this vast universe.

Yes in body for a short time… make it count, do what needs to be done.

The creeks are running wild… creating pathways through the garden; the water rushing down the steep hill… a waterfall in full wondrous flow.  What a wonderful healing sound.

So perfect for this last day of Pisces… the completion of our journey through the Zodiac; one door closing, another preparing to open.

Pisces ~ the depths, the deep dark of the ocean.  Waters running deep… to those deep dark caverns where life first emerged.  Pisces heals… when he’s found his way.  When he knows who he is and where he stands.  Can be tricky getting that stable footing… when your foundation keeps rocking with the tides.  But maybe it’s merging into that rhythm… becoming one with its cleansing fluidity… feeling its soft gentle touch and its powerful force.

Clearing our vision, trusting to open our eyes; at first yes it feels strange… it’s a different world down here.  Keep looking and trusting… and then wow, the magick unfolds.  Worlds upon worlds hidden from view… there is no end, and no beginning.  Magickal forms ~ movement free and wild… world of wonder, beings of light.

Feel it, feel it… let your feeling guide you; they know, they lure… follow, just follow.  We take a few steps and then we falter… that chatterbox in our head starts up again, stalling us in our tracks.  He has no power down here ~ although he adamantly persists, he gets swept up in the current… his objections dissolved; aghast and panicked his body now gone.  This voice from the deep echo’s through the dark… “let go, let go… flow with the rhythm.  You know this world… it was once yours long ago.”

Stop, still ~ go deeper and deeper… let the voice guide you, float free and surrender.  The raging current pouring down the steep slope… covered in trees giant in size.  Nothing can resist the power of water.

Pisces says goodbye… and hopes you treasure the many gifts he’s offered.  He’s taken you deep and showed you your healing.  He’s uncovered secrets and washed away the debris.  He’s invited you into his magickal kingdom;  he’s clear, very clear… on his most significant purpose ~ to wash away all doubt and make it possible to let go.  To really let go… and completely surrender.

Pisces mystery may never be fully understood by our mechanical thinking… that’s why he encourages to let it go, let it go… feel, feel, feel what is.  You are so much more than you’ve dared to believe.

And ~ if our emotions and thoughts create form… why don’t we heal our oceans?

Feeling sad, stunned, strange… rain pelts down outside mimicking the water building inside… I feel I want to cry, but I don’t.

It feels strange… here I’ve sat, and lay, and wished and hoped.  Where magickal things appeared… cosmic experiences.

Where I lay so unwell… helpers came from all around; in spirit form.

I let go a bit, and was asked to let go some more.  I felt alone and unsupported, tired and exhausted.  I felt supreme tender joy, the gentle hands of the Mother caressing my wet cheeks…  as I stood and watched the splendour of the dawn.

I swam with all the creatures in the dam; gosh… Midsummer Night ~ the ending of 2012. What a magick time that was.  The sunset swim surrounded by hundreds of Dragonflies… playing with me as I swam.  Then the Willy Wagtails… again in great numbers, dived and flew in circles and spirals above my head… as I did my laps.  They were welcoming me… a truly stunning experience.  2012 was a cosmic journey through time, slipping in and out of multiple dimensions… seeing deep below the surface; behind the veil… welcomed into the Dreamtime.

New World birthing… the arrival of the Sacred Feminine ~ ‘the energy of the Sacred Feminine needs to grow’ she instructed me.  The morning visit from the Pleadians (yes, it happened)… ‘we are your friends, you are never alone’ they spoke.  And then there was Venus ~ returning to my body … during that amazing  morning when Venus eclipsed the Sun ~ June 6th 2012.

God was that a day… I remember it clearly.  First thing… I went outside to feel it.  The air was thick with her presence, it permeated the space ~ in every particle of breathing air; the stillness and quiet were extraordinary …  filled to fever pitch with expectation, excitement and reverence.    All awaiting her arrival.

And then of course the Ancestor visits… and discovery of the Sacred Site.

I feel sad, and want to cry.  I feel strange ~ in limbo.  Contract signed today… I have thirty days to vacate Mahalia.

I’m sure there will be tears….

lotsa luv…. marilyn ❤ ❤ ❤

At the beginning when negotiating to purchase this property ~ my plan was to open a Sacred Rural Healing Retreat ~ I was thinking about the house (great space for workshops etc) and a voice spoke to me. ‘You are focusing on the wrong thing’ it said, ‘you are focusing on the house… you need to focus on the Land. You need to ask the Land Spirits if you can be the next Caretaker.’

‘How do I do that?’ I asked myself… I had no idea! I understood the message was clear and direct, so just closed my eyes and asked. I figured I was accepted as the contract went through.
Also during that pre-purchase time, whenever I closed my eyes and thought of this place, I saw Corroborees.

Fast forward… I’m here at Mahalia (I named her – meaning ‘Powerful but Gentle’ ) preparing/work/building to be ready to open this Sacred Healing Centre ~ of which I kept getting the message was really ‘needed now’. Local farmer friend who’s a Water Diviner comes for morning tea. I was curious about water under the land so he did his water divining thing. He discovered a Bora Ring ~ an Ancient Aboriginal Ceremonial Site. It made sense after what I’d already experienced.

Fast forward month or two, I collapse (nervous system) ~ spending the next years primarily lying on the verandah, absorbing the ‘Magick’… I was invited into the Dreamtime. So many ~ what I wouldn’t have thought possible, amazing experiences… some simply ‘cosmic’; like visits from Pleiadians, Venus returning to my body, seeing the New World birth and the arrival of the Sacred Feminine… cosmic stuff! But it was real… I’m a Virgo (with Capricorn Moon ).

I also ‘saw’ the Ancestors (indigenous)… one appeared often, his energy so incredibly pure.  The Water Diviner said that the Bora Ring had not been used since white settlement but was used for 300 years before that. Lindesay Creek where Mahalia is located is known to the local Githabul tribe as ‘Ancestor Country’.

Yes… the roots are incredibly deep, more than I consciously understand. I’ve been invited into something that is Big.

This week… friend finally arrived (after months!) to help with some gardening (I had put out for exchange ~ gardening for therapy work). Well… as the Universe works ~ he brought much more than gardening help. He has significant experience in heritage listed sacred sites and has given me a name to follow up (happens to be a local indigenous person I know and like).

An Ancient Song line also runs through this property… yes, the scene is big. I’ve had a vision, a dream that this place is instrumental in the healing of the local tribe… I’ve always wanted it to go back to them. I’ve ‘seen’ what could happen here. And recent knowledge my friend shared excited me greatly… the seed that it was possible. It has been achieved elsewhere. It’s like my friend brought a significant piece of the puzzle/matrix/other dimensional space, to the unfolding picture/world I’ve witnessed and become a part of since this ‘place’ first caught my attention.

So Kim Falconer… you were spot on. It’s not a real estate decision (but with Sun in 4th it never really is…).

Sometimes I’ve wondered why me? I remember the two palm readings I had years back… both emphasised ‘there is something BIG you are to do’. I never really understood it… as my tendency is to recluse and stand back a bit, as Virgo’s can. Doing something BIG in the world wasn’t really one of my core values.

And… strangely, not one person has come to view the house; yes I’ve vacillated… yes, it’s a Big one to let go of and move on from, but I also knew I was in the last chapter here, when I put the place out for sale. But with this recent information from my friend maybe this is the next step to complete my purpose here. And fulfil and manifest the vision. I’m so looking forward to some rejuvenating time by the ocean, after this final chapter… it’s been a super big journey; pioneering the Wilds of the Woodenbong Hills.

The seeds of the New Moon buried deep in our inner soil . . . a Mutable Grand Cross challenging our way forward.  Will we continue with weights unbearable . . . or do we set ourselves free, choosing to emerge.

Deep warps of flesh calling, pleading to be released.  Carried so long, they’ve become a part of our structure . . . so much we accept, in the name of ‘that’s how it is’.

Who are we . . . in our deepest chambers?  Are we game to come out ~ reveal ourselves publicly?  Or do we remain hidden, limping with the load . . . body screaming, its message needing to be heard.

Love is the core, in our worlds it was rare . . . we arrived, so small, so trusting . . . we grew.  Our body twisted, to avoid the blows . . . we sunk into ourselves, pleaded to forget.

A time of healing, not known before . . . do we have the courage to raise our hand.  To not accept what you know is false, no more excuses . . . you feel what is.

Big, deep breaths . . . allow the untangling, yes you feel its presence in your body.  Deep down only we can go, unlocking those ancient doors, with locks of steel . . .  wood a metre thick; old ancient trees.  These torrid scars began before you.  But you accepted the challenge . . . you knew  you could do it.  You have a big role . . . to clear the path . . . for others to follow.

Healing is not a luxury . . . it needs to occur, we need to be intact ~ complete  . . . so we can fulfil our mission and continue to thrive.

Our body demands . . . it’s time to let go.  A whole new world is birthing and  you play a part.

❤ ❤ ❤