Author: marilyn

‘Release anything that is weighing you down and open your life up to new possibilities’    ‘Steamy August Stars’ by Kim Falconer

Stunning yellow paddocks fill the valley of Lindesay Creek.  There’s running water in the creek, clear and blue.  I dipped my hand and took a sip, it tasted good.  Groups of stinging nettles ready for picking when I return with my gloves.  The morning is alive with bird song…  much celebration, there’s been rain.  Rainbow Lorikeets hop along the ground foraging for food, the magnificent Magpie, his muscular body and brilliant black and white.  The yellow beaked Noisy Miners flitting through the golden Candle Banksia, so generous with its giving.  The Willy Wagtail with its high-pitched call.  The kookaburra… well this is their home.  Morning Sun escaping from heavy mist turns paddocks into gold and reflects on smooth white trunks… a family of Ghost Gums, across the creek in the neighbouring property. The harmony of life so vividly present.  It’s clear what is.

I don’t suppose any of us were really ready for 2014.  This subterranean passage we’ve wandered into, at first shocking, until it’s purpose is made clear.   In 2012 this journey began, the intensity building, the blessings increasing… we all became a part of a massive shift. Everything moving preparing for birth.  We’d grown accustomed to the darkness, without our knowing… in so many little ways.  It crept in, till it became a part of daily living.  We forgot what and who we really are.

As each month passes, I’ve found myself saying ‘it’s a big time’…  I’ve stopped doing that.  It appears to be a continual flow.   It’s a significant year, a passageway of sorts.  Like a portal between worlds… a challenging crossing, both dangerous and frightening.  We were given courage, to use.  It seems we’re being stretched in ways we haven’t before.  Events around us can overwhelm.  It’s important to not allow fear.  The darkness feeds off fear… and is afraid of courage.  I’ve never forgotten those words from a very dear friend of mine.  Courage is what the darkness fears.

It could sound like a fairytale… what is the darkness?  It’s the absence of Light, of clarity, of understanding… of Peace.  We know what that feels like, because we feel it inside us.  We’re not built for darkness, it creates much turmoil in our body.  We were built for love and joy.  Our body reflects what is happening to us.  We need Peace more than we know.  It’s the missing piece of the jigsaw, the one we look so far and wide for.  It’s our greatest need.

With lots of Leo and Scorpio this month, expansion and contraction… creative expression and simmering emotions.  Venus and Mars challenging each other.  Both Venus and Mars have returned to their natal place for me… the energy is familiar.  It’s time to understand them more clearly, with Jupiter giving so generously.  It’s time to make our way through… to the other side.

A time for finding ‘you’.  This is the time, no time will be greater, the time is now.

Turning this ‘steam’ into a powerful source of energy… for transformation and growth.

Have a productive month…. much love marilynxxx

It’s been quite a year.  2014 began with a New Moon in Capricorn on New Year’s Day.  The Sun and Moon sat with Pluto the great transformer… the god of the underworld.  Mercury, messenger of the gods sat with them.  Mars the god of war in one corner,  Uranus lord of the skies in another, challenged their authority.  They all had different points of view. and were ready to enforce them.  Jupiter king of the gods opposed and challenged them all.  A battle front was formed.  This was the signature of 2014.

We are not separate from these movements in our solar system, and beyond. We reflect each other, what is happening above and around is happening within. Pluto holds no prisoners, his ways can be brutal. When it’s time, it’s time. There’s no discussion.

We tend to resist change, spending much time and energy in making sure things stay the same. We’ve attached our security to things around us. It comes to bite us one day. We concoct elaborate theories of what is what and who is who. Mumbo jumbo is all it is. We forget our place, we take on the role of the creative force, thinking we can control the outcome of life. Foolish we are. We stage war with the Mother, a battle that can never be won.  We think we’re bigger than we are. We puff out our chest and speak what we don’t know. We really don’t fool anyone.  We follow like sheep to the slaughter. Just as long as we keep consuming, keep those dollars coming. The day comes when we realize, it’s not very tasty that money stuff. Nor does it give us another breath when the time is up. We can scream and shout as much as we like. Wave our fist, threaten God, but we get to see how really small we are.

Our systems are built on the accumulation of riches, wandering blindly we attempt to fulfil the horrid aching, the empty place inside us.  We have many ways to silence that ache. Many ways to distract ourselves… they’ve made sure of that.

They think they’re so clever, their plans so successful. They’ve been planning for a long time now. Total power and control… a glint of greed sparks from their evil eyes. They rub their manicured hands with a gleeful smile. They really have no idea. No idea what is happening, or what’s about to happen. Their end is near. The arrogance and ignorance will drive them to their death.

It’s the contamination that’s been so shocking. Infected to the core, it appears for some. The Faustian deal, again and again. Selling your soul to the devil… a promise of great riches. You are a fool to believe. You’ve given away something priceless, a reality impossible to replicate. A treasure beyond our limited thought processes. The heaven you seek, the happiness you dream. You’ve been conned. It’s not funny any more.

So we’ve arrived where we are. A world on the brink. Human life dispensable, a mere inconvenience. Blood and death fill the screens, the mind controlling boxes in your living room. Those newspapers you read every morning. You think you’re free, think again. You are a slave. You can be bought and sold. But one day you will be held to account. And you can’t blame anyone else.

These are all ways of the old. The new is here, but silent and invisible still. Or so it seems. But I know it’s real . The battle has begun. The Sacred Feminine doesn’t battle though.  Oh yes she can. Her warrior spirit is great indeed. She has a mind as clear as flowing water in a mountain stream, a vision so precise that nothing escapes her viewing.  She has wisdom, handed down from generations of wise mothers. She knows the secrets of the Earth, she can read the symbols in the sky. She has a womb that nurtures life. She can create, life springs forth from her body. She has been feared for thousands of years. The war on woman has raged, much blood has been lost. Many minds destroyed, many spirits depressed. But the spirit can never be destroyed. It simply reinvigorates itself… passing on to the next and the next.

The power of knowing is not for sale.  It cannot be bought and cannot be sold… nor stolen. This power so great has instilled fear in the minds of men. They’ve burnt, they’ve slaughtered, they’ve chained, they’ve imprisoned. But they’ve never accessed this illusive presence embedded in the woman.

Of course the Sacred Feminine is not simply a gender. Of course it can play out that way.

I wish you courage and strength in the challenges you face…. lotsa luv

marilynxxx

‘Protect yourself and those you love, as you see fit’  Krystal Madison

It’s been a hell of a few months  and an even bigger week.  Climaxing with a trip to the hospital in an ambulance late yesterday… with chest pains and blood pressure dangerously high.  The ‘invasion’ here at Mahalia has taken its effect.  I’ve tried the talking, the asking, the pleading, on ears filled with other concerns… work, profit, getting the job done, with no regard for human casualties.  Yes, that’s not new.  But to have it so close is a massive shock.  And we know how shock affects the human body.

At present I cannot afford to feel any heightened emotions… I need to keep myself calm.  I may need to leave here, stay away until they’re finished.  I don’t know where or how.  And my dear familiar, Snowie, where do I take her?

I’ve mentioned before, I have Gypsy blood.  Being a ‘Lightworker’, peace lover, I’ve not turned to it much.  A few times, when I felt my life was threatened.  Mum said her Dad was a Gypsy.  She painted the most exotic picture.  A dashingly handsome man with black hair and piercing dark eyes… who opened beer bottles with his large white teeth.  He was a Devlin.  An Irish Travellers name I’ve been told.  He was born in Glasgow, Scotland where he lived until coming to Australia around 1910.  I never met him, so only have the stories. But yes, I feel his presence and those of his ancestors.

Mum’s acute sixth sense was just a plaything for us as kids, like a game.  Once when we were still young we were walking up the street to catch the bus in Sydney, where we lived.  It was quite a steep hill, we couldn’t see the buses from where we were.  ‘What bus is coming Mum?’ we’d ask her.  We’d get to the top of the hill and there it was.  She was always right.  We laughed and laughed.  It was a play thing.  But unfortunately it isn’t.  Not understanding what it was, how could we?   As I grew older, I observed my mother and this ability she had to see behind steel.  I don’t think she understood it either.  This was to her detriment in the end.  This ‘taking on’ I believe contributed to her early death.

This is not my path… an early death.  I will not and am not taking on the victim role.  This has gone for far too long.  I will not do from anger, but I will do from strength.  I know I’ve inherited the genes of the Gypsy line.  I’ve seen and remembered things.  I remembered how to curse.  Not the words of a Lightworker?  Gypsy lore is eye for an eye.  All fair in love and war.  My responsiblity is to protect myself, my precious life, and those of my loved ones.  I am not a sheep to the slaughter.

It’s taken a while… sixty-six in just over a month.  I’m ready to be who I am.  Of course I wish no ‘body’ any harm.  But to protect myself I will do what is needed.

It can take many years to understand your uniqueness.  Nothing was created without due consideration.  It was created to be used.  So conditioned from childhood we are, to become a loyal member of the masses.  This can kill us.

My dear Dad’s favourite expression… ‘there’s no such thing as a coincidence’.  I feel a strength and presence revealing itself.  Yes, It’s been here all along… but maybe now’s the time to use it.

What is ‘magick’ after all… the understanding of nature’s laws, of how energy works.

I wish you well… lotsa luv marilynxxx

Dreamtime Sisters… by Colleen Wallace Numgari

Waves of change keep crashing, I hold my breath and surface… the ocean is enormous, I need to get to shore.  Monstrous, dark and threatening,  waves just keep on pounding… they pummel me into the sand.  My head is hurt.  I pray to God.  I need to win.

A little colourful yes… (and weeks of a creative writing course).  How would you describe the current times?

The collective energy has changed… a world at war.  What is done to one, is felt by all.  The constant exposure to killing and trauma creates a hyper vigilant state in us all.  Our nervous systems on high alert, the slightest thing will set them off.

Why are people fighting?  Oh yes, its familiar.  Been going on for such a very, very long time.  No, no, it’s not normal, in fact it’s light years away.  We’ve lost our sensitivity to another’s suffering.   As we fall deeper into the maya our confusion grows.  We pray to God to save us.  All of course in vain.  God is asking us to be the human being we are.  He’s passed the baton, it’s not his doing… we are responsible for what’s happening here.  Only we can change it, but it takes our dedication… are we ready, to commit to Peace.  It will take our all… we’re in the danger zone.

We can’t separate what’s happening outside… from what’s happening inside ourselves.  We are all being called, to stand at our posts, to play our parts.  The time has come, no more time for games.  The survival of humanity hangs precariously by a string.  These are times of great suffering as well as great joy, understanding and incredible clarity.  We are greater than we think.  We are more powerful than we know.  We are capable of great things.  We have a Heart full of loving.  It’s time to come together to defeat the darkness, the ignorance, the confusion.  It is time to come and stand together, shoulder to shoulder bringing our loving, our kindness and our giving.  Be a part of the greatest healing  this Earth has ever known.

It’s time.

much love… marilynxxx

changing mood

It’s been an eventful few weeks.  An ‘invasion’ of sorts to my tranquil Sacred Space.  On first hearing the news my old, familiar companion fear emerged, my Sacred Space was threatened.  This threat was real, noise, dust for sixteen hours a day, I was concerned for my health.  Four months of cars and trucks passing by my southern boundary fence…. not a great distance from my house.

My neighbour,  a rather unpleasant man is getting rid of all the trees on his six hundred plus acres.  They’re plantation trees, a scheme begun as an alternative to paying tax.  The schemes went bust some time ago.  So farmers have been left with these plantations and are no longer being paid.  The original agreement was they would receive a regular payment.  It was big news around these parts at the time.  As many farmers, looking to find extra income, signed up.

It’s fair enough… my neighbour wants the plantation trees gone.  He runs cattle on his land, and with the lack of rain this last year, more grazing land is needed.  I have no issue with him needing to do this.  As always it’s the way!  Yes, there’s been many calls to both council and the forestry manager… and the neighbours.  Not my favourite job.  But boy… did it uncover some interesting emotions.  The rage of the ancient feminine.

image from newparadigmastrology.com

I’ll begin by saying, I’m not against men, I’m not… I have a beautiful son.  I’ve never been a feminist.  During those times, as a young woman, I was attracted to the ‘inner’ life.  I pursued, what some would call (I don’t) a spiritual life.  I lived in an ashram for nearly ten years.  My focus was on other things.  Not the male/female thing.

It really shocked me, the rage that surfaced… as I tried, yes I tried, to converse with men doing their job.  I felt so much anger,  as if it surfaced from some deep and bottomless pit of ancient experience.  It was visceral.  I felt this rage rip through my body.

After visiting the council, I sat on a sunny bench in a little park outside, the winds were cold.  I wrote page after page after page.  I don’t recall ever feeling so much rage.  It didn’t feel negative… it felt real.  Ages and ages and ages… of male domination and rule.  Again, I’m not a man hater, I’m not.  But the reality is we’ve lived in a male dominated world for thousands of years… yes thousands.  And I can tell you, whatever that was inside me, I’ll call her Lilith… she was furious, the power of her rage shocked me.

‘What is it about men and their jobs’, I’d splutter.  ‘What is it with their bloody singular focus?’ I’d spew.  ‘It’s like no-one or nothing else exists, except their bloody job!!’  Mad doesn’t do it, this was rage.  As if it went back thousands of years.  The collective rage of the feminine.

Knowing what I know, and seeing what I see, I understand it’s time.  It’s the return of the Feminine… and this isn’t just new age talk.  I’ve seen it.  I saw the Divine Feminine enter through the portal… yes, I know that can sound a bit ‘woo hoo’… but it’s true.  A new Age has birthed, of that I have no doubt.  It’s the return of the Feminine (not necessarily gender) after such a very long time.  It’s happening.  I’ve seen it, I hear it… I can feel it.  Oh yes, the old is still in operation, holding on for dear life.  But the words coming out of my mouth a lot lately… ‘boys, your time is up!’  ‘It’s finished’… your rule is over.

Now I don’t often exhibit these kind of emotions… I consider myself a child of the Light.  I like kindness and care (I’m a Virgo), healing and nurturing… respect and consideration, peace and tranquility.  There really is only one thing that pulls my passions like nothing else… and that’s Life.  And any threat to Life, mine or others… Athene the warrior comes bursting forth!  She’s big and she’s strong… and she won’t take any flack.  The power of the woman is mighty indeed. She’s been burned and buried, forgotten and denigrated… treated as a lesser being.  But as I said…. ‘boys it’s over’.

Oh yes… I’d rather live with the trees and the animals, feel the magick… merge into the oneness.  That’s my preference.  But there are times when different approaches are needed.

Feminine and Masculine are energies, not people.  Our worlds have been dominated by the masculine over many, many generations… we hold these memories inside us.  But a new Age has birthed, it’s a new time.  These cross overs can be messy.

Oh, and third week of the creative writing course… boy what an amazing journey it is.  Powerful and exciting.

Wishing you a wonder filled week…

much love… marilynxxx

Five days of close contact between the Sun and Pluto… standing at opposite ends of the playing field. Both insisting on their way.  Sun is powerful, yes… there would be no life on earth without him.  But just forget having a go at Pluto… really, there is absolutely no way of winning.  Just let go.  That is the purpose of the visit anyway.  Nothing happens by chance.  Oh yes we think it does.  But everything has a purpose, has a plan.  We can resist all we like, but it is not going to make the slightest bit of difference… except to ourselves.  Our stress levels will go through the roof!

Pluto visits are potent.  He’s not known for his bedside manner.  He’s big and he’s powerful.  He has a serious job to do, his focus is pointed like the finest slither of glass… there’s no use fighting, you can’t keep him out.  He has a very big job to do, he destroys so life can begin anew.  He removes all traces of decaying matter… all placed on the great fire.  Flames crackle, all turn to ash… then from the flames the phoenix appears.  Life is renewed.

So when Pluto comes to visit… a helpful hint, it’s time to let go.  Fighting with Pluto is really not advised. Oh yes, we know you are brave, we know you are courageous… but there are some fights you have no chance of winning.  Just accept it.  Do something else, while he’s in your house clearing it out.  Watching can be painful… leave the house, enjoy the sunshine.  Place your focus on the beauty around you, feel your heart as it beats with love, feeding your body.  Sync with the rhythm of that sacred breath of yours that brings you life and fills your heart.

Resistance is futile… we’ve all heard these words before.  But when Pluto comes visiting, may pay to put that up on the wall.

lotsa luv marilynxxx

It’s certainly been a big Solstice weekend… how’s it been for you?  It’s been a time of coming together, sharing and heartfelt connections.  Women coming together… bringing their loving and their nurturing.  A time for sharing abundance.  The incredible magickal power of the woman… the witch not far below the surface.  We follow the Mother’s cycles, she shares her wisdom… we honour her presence.

Life is Holy… all Life so precious.  A connection to the Divine, stored safely within us.  And the Beauty… such radiance, such generosity.  The kindness… that feeling that surrounds and engulfs us.  The hand, so soft, so gentle… as it caresses our face… holds us close.

And the Great Spirit… the centre of all existing.  The Protector, the Lover, the Guardian, the Creator, the Wise Man, the Teacher.  The giver of Life… the Creator of all.

And here we are on Earth.  So much happens in a human life.  And yet we continue to hunger for the same.  To be happy and content…  to be in peace.

Arthur Rackman… artist

Healing is a journey.  One of uncovering, one of renewal… releasing and fortifying.  Strengthening all the bodies… not just the physical.  There is always a seed, a point of choice… often unconscious, when we choose to take a path.  Collect the learnings, they are treasures to be shared.  As we learn new ways to take care of ourselves.  When we care for ourself… we will care for each other… all life is so incredibly precious.

And to believe.  To believe in healing, believe it is real.  To allow no doubt to enter your sacred cave. To be vigilant, to be brave, to have commitment and kindness… especially toward yourself.  To invite love all around us, to fill our space with beauty.  Letting generosity in… allowing the light of abundance to illuminate our path ahead.

It is 2014… a time of great change and massive shifts.  Our Body is going through a lot… the momentum, the speed… is huge.  Be gentle with yourself, treat yourself with the most exquisite kindness and care.  Dare to venture beyond the boundaries of Love,  go beyond where you’ve been  before.  Allow it all.

Healing is possible… healing is happening.  Trusting, knowing and seeing.  Love walks with you always.

New Moon in a few days… New Moon in Cancer.  Happy home and family to all ♥

lotsa luv… marilyn♥♥♥

Hiding…

was the theme

hiding from where

hiding from whom

Inner girl alive and present

too long now

hidden

in dark chambers

All is here

no distance between

all time over-lays

what paths do we choose

Lost in futures

decisions made

lost to people

too afraid

Memories stand

solid as steel

towering shadows

no-more make-believe

Emotions tell

of long-lost stories

hidden treasures

time for exploring

No shame

in being you

pure and simple

adornments not needed

Hide and seek

no-longer a game

hiding from strangers

seeking love

What is future

more of past

a golden key

unlocks the door

Memories sweet

held within

lots of searching

for myself

All the tears

fill like rivers

running swiftly

momentum building

Allusive dreams

hidden memories

emotions tell

of their releasing

All is here

no then or now

all is one

time for love

Love is real

Love is Love

Love is wanting

to be loved

Not the time… for hiding now

xxx

A Full Moon on Friday the 13th.  It’s a Sagittarius Full Moon.  Sag is ruled by Jupiter… King of the Gods. The God of Sky and Thunder.  The King of Heaven and Earth.  His sacred animal the Eagle, his personality is jovial, expansive and generous.  A Truth Seeker, a traveller of distant places, both inner and outer.

With the Sun in Gemini… does our mind reveal the truth?  The bigger picture, life on Earth for all human beings.  A gateway to a higher perspective.  Mercury and Jupiter both in Cancer.  Our home, our family, our foundations become the focus.  Imbued with emotion, a need for nurturing and caring.

Hermes was messenger of Zeus, messenger of the gods.  Is the message clear, or does it become distorted… a need to know.

Jupiter crowns the chart for this Sag Full Moon,  here in Oz (Sydney time).  Sitting in his own house, he’s extra empowered.  His bountiful nature is obvious for all to see.  His desire to uncover the truth plays out in view of all.  He brings great fortune to public affairs.  The truth is revealed.

Juno… the Queen of Heaven.  Married to Zeus/Jupiter, oversees the cycles of a woman’s life.

She’s the patroness of marriage and partnerships… especially legal unions.  She is wise in the ways of working with men.  She knows her own power… she reveals our own personal power.  She sits in the house of partnerships.

Venus… our glorious Aphrodite also siting in the house of partnerships and unions, brings her love and beauty, her harmony and balance.  Both these bountiful Goddesses, sitting in Taurus, direct their focus to Mother Earth, highlighting our need for secure foundations… reliable resources, a lasting future.  Comfort and ease the birthright of all.

Sitting on the western horizon, the house of partnership, is the Path of Fortune.  We are all in this together.  True partnerships, are the way.  Good fortune in forming alliances.

Scorpio sits on the eastern horizon… intense and passionate motivations create the path forward.  There’s a mighty power in passion.  Saturn shows us how… slow and steady we build our future, solid and lasting.  Moon reveals our deepest values.

Doorway to our ‘higher awareness’ is through service… giving freely of our skills and talents.  Uranus sitting with the Vertex… a point of karmic or fated connection.  Pay attention to the messages and the messengers.  Brilliant flashes possible.

The jewel in the crown, a diamond… a Grand Earth Trine.  Goddess of Wisdom Pallas Athene, God  of the Underworld Pluto… and the Path of Fortune, all supporting Earth’s future.

Pallas Athene, daughter of Zeus/Jupiter was her father’s favourite.  She came fully dressed as a warrior, boots and all, out of the head of her father (a unique male birthing process?).  She’s blessed with great wisdom,  she’s a master strategist.  She’s a warrior girl.  She understands higher processes, she’s also Goddess of the Healing Arts.  She’s strong, she knows no fear.  Her wisdom is bountiful… her guidance a blessing.

And of course… dear old Pluto.  Currently creating so much upheavel!

Yes, he can be daunting… but his focus is on life and living.   Gathering up all that’s dead and dying he places them on the funeral pile… watching them burn.  Rich compost for new life and growth.  In the house of communications,  he brings a deep and probing mental clarity.  He’s a powerful communicator.

Mother Earth is supported by their combined energy.  Magick created.

So… a Full Moon in Sagittarius on Friday the 13th.  The Truth Seeker and the Witch come together.  Wisdom, Power and Good Fortune.  Looks like this Friday the 13th might be a good one.

It’s also a bit of a family affair… Jupiter, Juno and Pallas, father, wife and daughter.  A  lot of power in this family.

Wishing you a happy Full Moon on this Witches day.

lotsa luv

marilynxxx