a strange kind of time…


Rainbow lorikeets forage in¬†the barley mulch covering the garden to the east of the house.¬† The rising sun above them¬†penetrates the thick¬†fog, bringing warmth to a sleepy world.¬† Only bird sounds, work in the forest hasn’t started yet.¬† Cool air touches my knees, the kitchen window open encouraging the morning to enter, I sit with hot chai before my computer.¬† A smouldering¬†fire is¬†radiating much-needed¬†warmth¬†in the house, Snowie¬†snuggled before it, she’s had her morning roam.¬†¬†The fourth anniversary approaching, October 1st 2010 at 3.36pm, the birthday of Mahalia, the planned Sacred Healing Retreat.


Back to 2006… my partner often¬†mentioned this place called Woodenbong, a possible place to invest he thought.¬† Heading back to Ipswich¬†after a few days camping at Brunswick Heads, our favourite spot, we took a detour via Woodenbong.¬† I remember¬†it clearly.¬† We stopped at¬†a take-away on the main road,¬†bought a cup of tea and sat at the old wooden¬†table outside.¬† I glanced around, to the hall across the road, the houses up the street,¬†I wasn’t very impressed, I thought it looked¬†old and boring.¬† I was still in my swimmers with a sarong wrapped around,¬†that may have been a first in¬†this little village.¬† Fast forward and a property in Woodenbong was purchased.¬† I went down a couple of times, spending a few days alone in the house.¬† I fell in love with the¬†monstrous skies, the abundant¬†bird life and the air, oh the air.¬† Woodenbong sits near the border of NSW and Qld, mountain country, the air is wonderful.

mm front

It was August 2007, Magick Moments, my healing centre was just over a year old.¬†¬†Prior to the opening of the business,¬†we spent nine months¬†renovating this¬†humble old workers cottage into a stunning beauty.¬† I’d been feeling a change approaching for a while,¬†a big change; it made no logical, let alone financial¬†sense… I tried to fight it.¬† I was feeling both restless and unsettled, a vast contrast to the¬†enthusiastic commitment,¬† time and energy¬†I’d been¬†investing.¬†¬†I’d put so much into creating this healing centre, I questioned myself again and again, all the usual things.¬† But the voice kept getting louder…¬†¬†I kept resisting.¬†¬† My second Saturn Return was approaching at the same time as a Full Moon Eclipse in Pisces, it sat on my natal Black Moon Lilith, the ancient wound of the Feminine.¬† I decided to spend a few days alone¬†down in Woodenbong to try to get some clarity on what I was feeling.

The Eclipse was the most magickal I’ve ever experienced.¬† A blood-red Moon sat in a black velvet¬†sky with stars that seemed to reach to eternity.¬† No sound, just this magickal air surrounding me.¬† I sat and watched¬†till I could no longer stay awake, I felt something really profound was happening.

Eclipsed Moon

Early next morning, my Saturn Return, I went out¬†to the back verandah, breathing in the luscious air, looking out at the awakening land, the expanse of clear¬†blue above, it hit me instantly.¬† I could hardly believe what I was seeing and feeling, everything had changed.¬† I looked at the grass, the birds, the trees, the flowers and I could see that everything had changed.¬† I even asked them ‘how are you feeling?’, I wanted to know what had changed for them.¬†¬†I can’t explain it anymore than… everything had changed.¬† I saw and felt it in everything.¬† I went in for my computer and attempted to write it down.¬† I knew I was witnessing something amazing, if only I could put it in words.

I went back to Ipswich, but rather than clearing my head and getting on with business, the voice became louder and I kept resisting.¬† It was one morning sitting at the breakfast table before going to Magick Moments, it was loud very loud.¬†¬†It was like¬†a¬†heavy fist¬†banging on¬†the table,¬†¬†with a voice roaring ‘NOW, it’s NOW’.¬† ‘ok’ (yes, a whimper in comparison) I said. ¬†I surrended, no mean feat with a Scorpio Mars.¬† I¬†began the dismantling, it took nine months to pack up both my home and my business.¬† I knew I had to do what I had been putting off, what was really important to me.¬†¬† July 2008 I left for Adelaide to spend time with¬†my son.

January 2010¬†I returned…¬† to my partner,¬†my cat and all my ‘stuff’ in storage.¬† My houses sold, I no longer had my own home. ¬†My life in Woodenbong began….


lotsa luv… marilynxxx




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I love to write . . . I love to appreciate all the beauty in life. I find comfort and healing in dear Mother Nature's bounty, creative projects fill my home ~ everywhere. I've done many things and more await me ~ life is a journey, a creative adventure. I often say thank you for all that's been given.

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