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Let There Be Dark – Growing Health Concerns About LEDs and Gadget-Screen Blue Light

"In a sense, with all our gadgets, we are all night shift workers to a degree now." ~ David Blask, MD, associate director of the Tulane University Center for Circadian Biology. We are "darkness deprived." ~ Richard Stevens, PhD, University... Continue Reading →

Standing Together for Shared Values to Overcome Challenges

Happy New Year to you! In the previous post, I shared Pat McCabe's inspiring message about The Magic of Water (and Sacred Relationship). This is another musing about sacred relationship, water, and standing for the shared values that unite us.... Continue Reading →

The Hidden Meaning Behind Neglect and Vandalism

We see (and hear, and feel) a lot of what many might call 'ugliness' and acting out these days. While that's far from a new phenomenon, there are also spikes, or "Monstah Muck Waves," of it. Here's an interesting way... Continue Reading →

When the Soul Felt Its Worth

Wishing you all of the most beautiful spirit of the season. Big Love, Jamie

Sacred Sound Science and the Power of the Word

NGC 3603, NASA-Hubble. Virginia/INAF, Bologna, Italy/USRA/Ames/STScI/AURA. PD-US.
NGC 3603, NASA-Hubble. Virginia/INAF, Bologna, Italy/USRA/Ames/STScI/AURA. PD-US.

In the beginning was the Word …

The sound …

The vibration of the ultimate creativity.

If all is energy, and sound and vibration are creative, we become more and more aware of the power of the Word: thought, word, and all that shapes it within us.

My friend and kindred-collaborator Lee of the fantastically insightful and creative ShamaGaia blog has written a fine musing on the power of the Word, sound, and vibration for healing and creativity.

Have a look (and thanks, Leeby!).

Big Love, all.

Jamie

Shamagaia

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 Pythagoras of Samos ( 570 – 495 BC)

From prehistoric Shamans to the ancient civilisations of Summeria, Egypt, Greece, China, Tibet, India, South America and elsewhere, sound has been revered as a primary way of linking humans with their cosmology and for its ability to heal, transform and elevate, body mind and spirit. “The use of sound in such cultures was a highly developed sacred science.” (Goldman, 2012)

The Pythagorean schools of ancient Greece developed various kinds of sacred sound healing temples and practices from knowledge that they received in Egypt. Fundamental to such practices was a concept known as, “The Harmony of The Spheres,” or “Musica Universalis,” which determined that the ratios of heavenly bodies could be represented by the relationship between musical tones. While this development is widely acknowledged as one of the major roots of western science, it is important to note that Pythagoras, one of…

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Cultivating Humanity: A Transformative Path

"Life is a mystery, a blessing, and a challenge. It is exciting and full of adventure, but can also be overwhelming or even tragic." "We are reaching several thresholds in our journey as human beings on earth. We need intentional... Continue Reading →

Take refuge in … #Blesstival-2016

“You have traveled too fast over false ground; Now your soul has come to take you back. Take refuge in your senses, open up To all the small miracles you rushed through.” ~ John O’Donohue, from A Blessing for One... Continue Reading →

Burning Bushes All Around – #Blesstival-2016

"We live in a world of theophanies. Holiness comes wrapped in the ordinary. There are burning bushes all around you. Every tree is full of angels. Hidden beauty is waiting in every crumb. Life wants to lead you from crumbs... Continue Reading →

Well-Fed Roots – #Blesstival Tidbit for Today

“All spiritual traditions, including Christianity, have shamanic roots. When the roots are fed, they sink deeper into sacred ground.” ~ Bradford Keeney, Shamanic Christianity Let’s have a blessing-bath with that last sentence for a minute … let the essence of... Continue Reading →

My Soul Arose at Dawn – #Blesstival-2016

"My soul arose at dawn and, listening, heard One voice abroad, a solitary bird, A song not master of its note, a cry That persevered into eternity. My soul leaned out into the dawn to hear In the world's solitude... Continue Reading →

Abandoned

This is such a beautiful, soulful, evocative piece from Andrea — have a look at these photos and her musings about these abandoned, neglected places.

I resonate because it’s something I’ve noticed since I was a wee snippet of a child and wandered such places, or passed by them and wondered about the stories held in their walls and in the ground on which they were built.

Sometimes, after visiting with or reflecting on these places that are like liminal, in-between ‘eco-tones’ or portals, I’d follow the whispers that surfaced and write them into a story that took shape.

I pass by some on my regular walkabouts, but this topic reaches out for me from time to time too, as with Andrea’s post or this bit of inspiration I came across a few months ago and that’s stayed with me, working like a seed in my awareness:

“In a symptomatic way vandalism — which favors schools, cemeteries, and churches — paradoxically draws attention to the sacredness of things. Frequently when we have lost a sense of the sacred, it reappears in a negative form.

The work of dark angels is not altogether different from those who wear white. Here, then, is another way to interpret the abuse of things – as an underworld attempt to reestablish their sacredness.”

~ Thomas Moore, as shared in this reflection from photographer David Masters.

… when we have lost a sense of the sacred, it reappears in a negative form.

… an Underworld attempt to re-establish sacredness.

Well there’s a theme … and that is what the Underworld attempts to do.

Let Andrea take you on a short walkabout and visit with a few of these richly storied abandoned places …

Big Love,
Jamie

Harvesting Hecate

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Every town has its abandoned places.  Weed-choked, pigeon-haunted, windows toothed with shards of glass.  These are the crumbling, forgotten parts of town, where graffiti blooms in shells of rooms, trees cleave foundations and girders grasp the sky.  Spiked pewter fences and nailed plywood defend the carcasses of buildings or the spaces where they once were.  Perhaps a battered for sale sign or a warning to keep out: nature and man conspiring to repel visitors.

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Nature is quick to claim the things we discard.  These are the buildings that have served their purpose.  Unlike ruins, which are valued and preserved, these are the unloved spaces.  The broken warehouse that was once a canning factory; the tilting façade that was a town hall.  Buildings with an uncertain future – to be demolished, renovated, or left to collapse.  Buildings that attract the wrong kind of attention: graffiti, vandalism, bad behaviour.  They are the forgotten history of the town, unwanted relics of old ways of life.  Reminders that everything is temporary.  If…

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