Month: November 2021

I’m a big fan of Neptune… well, it’s hard to separate myself from him. He appears to be merged with my approach to everything🤩

I’m not complaining… he’s taken me on many a Magickal Mystery Tour. ‘Hop on’ he grins… ‘what mysteries can we explore’. Often there appears no limit… to where he can squirrel his massive form into. The worlds behind the worlds behind the worlds.

When a planet stands stationary in the sky (as Neptune is right now)… well, in reality it doesn’t, it just appears that way at least to us here on Earth… it’s as if the planet’s momentum has ceased… that it’s come to a stop.

In astrology it’s said that when a planet is in the process of changing direction… either forward or backward… direct or retrograde… that the planet is described as being ‘stationary’. Either Stationary Direct or Stationary Retrograde. Their power is compacted and thus much more potent. As if all their power is being released in that very moment in time and space.

You can imagine… something large and massive, full of galactic life energy. Radiating its own unique vibration, a container of unique expression… a powerful manifestation of compacted energy.

Imagine it coming to a stop… its energy no longer dispersed through movement. It just stands and hums, vibrates… giving its entire energy to that very moment.

Neptune is known for his Mystery. His exquisite Magick. His ability to travel behind the screen of matter. To penetrate the physical form that sits in front of the pure energetic presence.

It’s like nothing is impossible for him.

Hop upon that magick rug and let him show you what’s really out there.

He’s given the honoured title of King of our Oceans. He rules Water.

So ~ with magnanimous, large, forever making everything bigger and bigger, seeking out the truth no matter what with a jubilance that melts any defence ~ jovial, lustful, seeker of the highest knowledge ~ the Great King of the Gods himself ~ Zeus👑

Coming home to spend time with the Great King of our Waters… truly something to celebrate. If a bit wet😃

Jupiter makes his move into Neptune ruled Pisces during the last days of December… last moments of 2021. Currently he’s considered Stationary Direct… standing still. Thus his power is magnified. He’s preparing to move forward again. After turning retrograde back in June. It’s no surprise the rain’s about😃😃

Jupiter into Pisces through 2022 is something to celebrate. Dive deep into the magickal mystery. Explore the worlds behind the worlds. EXPANSION into the world of vision and magickal manifestations. Exploration into multiple realities.

Yeah… it’s possible there could be a bit of water about.

Jupiter being the ancient ruler of Pisces is coming home…. where he’ll stay throughout 2022. A super celebration… Jupiter knows how to celebrate.

I’m sure our challenges will have their own version of expansion. But remembering… it’s imperative now where we place our focus. Our energy, our focus… gives life. Feeds and expands. We need to feed the things we want to grow… the good things.

Neptune moves out of his stationary stance and begins his movement forward during the wee hours of December 2nd Oz time (12.22am).

Much love…. marilyn 💙🦄💙

Rain’s settled in for a bit it seems. La Nina didn’t wander far. A forecast wet season ahead. Wet season’s are great… remember them living on the land. The atmosphere of the wet… everything’s growing so fast. The compacted air… it’s more dense, pulls down. You want to rug up, dry out, stay warm. Well especially if you’re Vata (Dosha) oriented😃😃

We’re so enamoured by Sun (understandably🌞)… that these wet times can be considered an inconvenience. A block in our way. A hindrance… not a gift.

I’m remembering some of the flood times… one only days after returning to the Mullum area… after 25yrs. At least to live for a while.

It was March 2017… and Venus had just entered her retrograde cycle… creating another point in her Sacred Star. If you’ve not witnessed Venus in her extraordinary cycle check it out.

It was actually the day I arrived at my new digs… my first go at renting in forever… back to my old stomping grounds… still extremely fragile after leaving my Sacred Space.

What a journey it’s been. At times I feel I’ve been through so much during this time. Now 5yrs. All back here in the Byron Shire. I had no intentions of coming back here… was just looking for decent price rent accommodation. And that was 2017!!

Anyways… the floods. Venus, it appears was in a very full-on mood. My god… all that emotion. All those feelings… let loose to run free and swamp all around.

A little river ran through the main yard of my new accommodation. A stylishly lovely cabin in a valley in Main Arm. Water was pouring down in rapids from the huge cliffs behind us.

All settled in time… it took a while. Back to the rainforest. My Sacred Space was up in the mountains… in the high country. Where the air was crystal clear. Ahh, and the adoring bird life… memories take me back. Families upon families of bird families… what a paradise that place was. It was like Magick Land.

The flood before that was during my first months at my Sacred Space up in the mountains. Newly arrived… up on the hill, surrounded by mountains. The valley creek ran past my front bottom gate… the bottom of the hill… where the red letter box and the resident frog resided.

The creek would flood… and it always looked amazing. So fertile… so powerful. So pregnant with possibility. So radiant and full. It’d close the road to town for a day or two.

Then down in Faerie Gully… the spring fed dam I shared with my neighbour. The Faerie Tree down there. The ‘Healing Waters’ my friend once commented when visiting the property for the first time😃😃

I was always cosy and dry… up on the hill. Standing on my front verandah I’d get to view it all. It looked sensational.

So another wet… weather guys saying it could be a big one… like that one back in 2011.

Living on the Sacred Creek… nudged in the Mangroves… it’s magickal. I’ve been very blessed to’ve been given it. Offered it. But during these wet times… there’s a lot of water… creating damp… rainforest climate. Need to take care to balance with some dry and heat.

I miss my fires up on the property.

Who knows what the future holds.

Hope your day is magickal. Don’t forget to tap into the magick. One life… for a blink of an eye. And soooo much to fill ourselves with.

No sacrifices… enjoy the bounty… soak it in.

Ohh, and Venus is currently preparing for her retrograde cycle once again… this time creating a Sacred Star Point in Capricorn… December 19th to January 29th 2022.

She’s already begun her journey into this sacred cycle… when she began slowing down in the sky around November 18th. She won’t be back to speed till around early March 2022.

Four months of her journey in the underworld. What will surface?

Currently she’s getting snuggly with Mars… they appear to be hitting it off💞💞

Celebrating Venus time… and Mother Nature’s Bounty🌺

Much Love🧡💞🧡

No pink sky this morning… but then didn’t arise till 7am. Once that would’ve been super late… accustomed as I was to be up and outside waiting for the dawn… at 4am.

Well… remembering, that was Snowie’s waking time. In she’d come, sit right by my head… her nose only millimetres from my face… as she’d nudge me awake. God I miss her. Decisions… often we need to make them. This way or that way… is there a right way? We may never know.

Past floods through me… drenching me in its caress. So many moments, exquisite, hard… interminable. So many moments… seconds behind them… all creating a mass… that’s really invisible.

Strange things pop up… like moments ago walking to the glass door out to the deck… checking out the tide. Full tide around midday today.

It’s sorta grey… soft wind blows through the trees. The ever present ocean sound.

The strange things ~ ‘you are abstract’. Out of the blue it came. A current man friend once commented as he walked into my cabin… my paintings on the wall.

‘I’m abstract’… well maybe I am. A whole jiggle jaggle of shapes and pieces… directed by feeling… with some experimentation. Daring a form to protrude… an idea, a vision to be given life.

There’s a stillness about. I feel it strongly. Something someone wrote… an astrologer I think… about this passage of time between the eclipses.

The last one just recent (November 19th) and the next approaching on December 4th. This passage of time… this space between these independent galactic events… was described as a time warp of sorts.

It kinda feels that way. This sense of timelessness.

Like it’s a finishing off of something… yet we haven’t arrived to the next thing yet. A kind of sense of being removed… yet not put back together yet. It’s a weird sort of sense.

I’m often amazed… that ‘things’ go on seemingly normally. Where oft times I seem to be floating in timelessness.

Maybe it’s my age. I’m growing old. It’s a fascinating adventure… bit like birthing… no one can really tell you how its gonna be. You just gotta wait to experience it.

One thing I have become aware… is that’s it had a really bad rap. For a long time now. And that old way of thinking is overdue for a rehaul. Super overdue.

I guess the best ones to be doing this right now… are us. Those of us that’ve arrived here.

Life is precious… that never changes. Yeah we get a certain allotment to relish the whole experience. Man am I grateful for that.

Maybe it’s living by the magickal river creek all these years… I feel my energy bodies flow with the incoming and outgoing tides. I feel the atmospheric peace… our Beloved Mother Earth… hold me while she sways. Love me with ferocity. Holds me in her arms like a babe.

This ‘no-time’ we’re moving through… this uniquely focused period of being… let go, I remind myself. Keep letting go. Just like the tide… go with it, don’t resist. Don’t fight. Find your centre within it all.

Abstract… who knows…💖💖💖

I’ve been waking a bit sleepy and sore. Think I’ve been waking a bit sleepy for the last two years!! We can never underestimate the effect of global chaos on our ever sensitive nervous system.

When something’s due for change… everything’s taken with it.

You can’t pick and choose… which bits stay, which bits go. Nah… you get to see how tiny you are. Yet so magnificent❤️❤️

I had a fall. My curiosity took the reins.

Heh… I’m not downing my gorgeous curiosity. Gee… I wouldn’t be here and now, who I am… without her. She’s been extraordinary. Seen me through and past… with explorations into galaxies unknown… to my mind. Many times. She’s made me the genius I am.

Don’t you luv to get to own her (genius that is). Proudly speak her name. Celebrate her existence… man… it’s been a journey getting here. But wouldn’t change it for quids…

Bumped into a friend on my cycle after a swim (needing to move my body after all the lying down)… one of my more eccentric kind. Brilliant awareness… probably shunned by many. That don’t understand.

I’ve always been a magnet for these kind. The misunderstood. The outcasts… the different. The brilliant in disguise.

The chat got around to my current state… nursing an injury that has been overtaking my consciousness. Pain hurts. And I’m not used to it. I’ve been lucky… considering the pathways my life has taken… that I’ve experienced very little physical pain.

Other things I’ve had… my glorious nervous system… and her exquisite sensitivity. Energy fluctuations… being an energy responder. But not a lot of physical pain. Yeah it sucks.

Anyways… I’m getting away from the point… it came up I had polio as a child. Well more accurately I was visited by the polio virus and it entwined itself in my body. This friend didn’t know. I’m often surprised (and not) that long time friends don’t know. But there… I was great at hiding. I still am.

It’s possibly a long time hangover from centuries before. This hiding thing. But here and now in my body and awareness… it still feels very real.

Anyways… this lovely odd ball friend of mine began to describe the functioning of the atoms and nuclei etc. He gave this exquisite enactment of their expansion and contraction. Expanding again and again into unknown galactic territories… expanding further every time… then bringing them back home… to your body.

I mean… man. This body… this whole shebang we’re a part of… is beyond a miracle. It’s an intelligence of a magnitude that’s simply beyond.

And we get to live in this gifted body, this existence… for the time we do.

I told him… my friend… that I don’t have any regrets. Well there’s still a creeping few mostly about family… that haven’t felt safe enough to let go just yet. But as far as the virus that visited me… back 70yrs ago… with that I celebrate. It’s all been perfect. It’s created my pathway through life. One I’m still on today.

This healing journey. Knowing something greater exists. And intent on finding it. What a miraculous adventure.

So I’m having a concentrated time of this healing focus right now. Slipping on some slippery rocks… down in my favourite place the Sanctuary… is taking me another level deeper into this journey.

I don’t know if it never ends for everyone… or just me. This relentless focus. I have a passion for digging underneath… to find the source… to find the gold. To uncover the treasure.

Healing is a profound journey… down to the depths.

‘There’s no such thing as can’t…’ my philosophical father would say. One of his many ditti’s. Well… logically we could question that. But it stayed in my mind… set itself in stone.

Well… remembering his intention ~ it was to correct any errant ways we dared to experiment with… concerning our punctuation, the expression of language. He was pertinacious indeed in this regard.

He was referring to the abbreviated word ‘can’t’… that wayward slang. But still it got set in there all the same.

‘There’s always a way… ‘ my little voice would always say. ‘You just gotta find it.’ So on the hunt I’d go. I think basically I’m an Adventurer (amongst other things😃😃).

It’s a bloody big ending to this ridiculous 2021… and 2020 before. It seems the next two years… at least, will continue to unfold more. But on the edge of Dark and Light… the ever present Yin and Yang. The dance of union… the remembering, the sacrifice, the letting go.

The courage… the willingness to embody our greatness.

Currently immersed in this super powerful eclipse portal… things get deeper whether you want them to or not. You can try clinging to the surface… but I don’t like your chances. Those waves will increase in power and force.

Then there’s those atoms and nuclei… expanding out in ever increasing circles… travelling further into galaxies beyond. Then bringing them back home to you. Sitting there in your body.

What a life. What a miracle… of miracles.

Love and Light… forever and always… ❤️‍🔥🌏❤️‍🔥

Above is my favourite go-to sacred place. The calming and grounding recharge my cells. I’m welcomed every time… as soon as I arrive. It’s as if she’s waiting for me. My home space. The sense of belonging is viscerally felt… remembered. I’m nurtured, loved and healed.

I’ve weathered the storm… these last passing years… big ones for us. Nothing lasts forever… all things pass, unless of course they’re clung to🧐

Most things in these parts (my local surrounds) continue as ‘normal’. A sense of community, no two headed monsters… lurking in shaded laneways, waiting to grab you. Eat you up.

Ocean continues her nurturing lullaby… even when she’s raging. Tide flows to where its needed… leaving no-one out. All included. She’s amazing… that Mother of ours.

Life continues… out of the storm. Echo’s of stories still rambling on. I can hardly hear them anymore.

Time will tell… as it always does. Secrets can’t be hidden forever. Sun melts the rigid barriers… ocean wears them away. Time disintegrates… all returns to dust.

Inside… our heart beats. Blood is moved to nourish and feed. Cleanse and remove. Chi charges our vital organs… all sing in praise for the One Great Spirit. Life is a miracle.

Small ‘men’ will always be small… greatness will always be Great. Nothing much changes. Not really. Yet everything keeps moving.

So many Learn-ed… yet ignorance spills over. Upsetting the balance… things get rocky. We get confused. Make silly choices.

Yet Life is wonderful… oh how wonderful it is. It’s purity indistinguishable from the One who provides it. Generosity unknown to our wee little selves. How can Love be so BIG. So Generous. So consistent. So always there.

Storms pass. That’s what they do. There’s always Light and Dark… we have choice. Even when we think we don’t.

Life is good. So very, very good. I’m truly grateful for being given the chance… to come here. To do what I’ve done. To still be here.

Of course I take it for granted… then I don’t.

Storms pass… history repeats itself. We have wisdom deep in our soul.

Our Heart only knows Love.

We have this immaculate vehicle… an intelligence which nothing can compare or supersede.

We are in essence… absolutely Perfect.

Storms come… they pass. Little people talk the loudest. The seven deadly ‘sins’ affect us all. Some it seems more than others. History repeats itself.

That’s just one side of the equation… the other… simply Magnificence.

Life is wonderful. This Earth a paradise. We have all the power we need… to make a difference. A massive difference.

Time to step up… and play our part.

With Love💚🦚💚