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Without Vision …

"Without vision, the people perish." Most of us, maybe all of us, have experienced those times of vision-drought, times of vision-bounty, and those times of being in-between. Or those times of "vision shakeup" -- something that has happened recently for... Continue Reading →

Ancestral Wisdom and Deep, Deep Roots

To hallow is "to make holy or sacred, to sanctify or consecrate, to venerate". (Wikipedia) It's a fine time for drawing up insight and guidance from the depths, and sustenance from our very roots. Yesterday, I had the privilege and... Continue Reading →

Energies of Now: Your Odyssey and Neptune (and Pals) Magic

Eruption at Castle Geyser, Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming, U.S. Creative Commons photo by Brocken Inaglory, Wikimedia.
Eruption at Castle Geyser, Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming, U.S. Creative Commons photo by Brocken Inaglory, Wikimedia.

The Energies of Now are taking on more Fire, where we’ve had an ocean of Water in recent weeks, though the sensitive, watery, tidal essence of the Neptunian-Piscean is still very much in play.

That said, it’s good to note that Fire and Water create steam, or hydro-thermal baths, or boiling water, or doused passion, etc. … actually, and metaphorically speaking.

So lest we Go All Mars (Fire) and bubble over, or get too steamy (in less than helpful ways), or feel like there’s still a wet blanket on our energy and passion, here’s an Energies of Now update.

Geyser in Iceland. Public domain image courtesy of pd4pic.
Geyser in Iceland. Public domain image courtesy of pd4pic.

Fire and Water will continue to be foremost elements in the Energies of Now, so this is a timely reminder … and an Orienteering clue-guide as well.

What’s bubbling for (and in) you?

Read on, and see what stirs into your awareness.

Wishing you happy and wise navigating as we ready for a new season … and a new (astro and seasonal) year’s Vision Quest and Hero/ine’s Journey.

For Current Specials on Astro Readings and Vision-Quest Pathfinding consults, check out the Specials-of-Now Page.

Big Love,
Jamie

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Jean Veber, Ulysse et Nausicaa, 1888, Paris, Ecole Nationale Supérieure des Beaux-Arts Jean Veber, Ulysse et Nausicaa, 1888, Paris, Ecole Nationale Supérieure des Beaux-Arts. Public domain image courtesy of WikiMedia.

Odyssey
noun od·ys·sey ˈä-də-sē

: a long journey full of adventures

: a series of experiences that give knowledge or understanding to someone

1:  a long wandering or voyage usually marked by many changes of fortune

2:  an intellectual or spiritual wandering or quest (Merriam-Websters Dictionary)

Sounds like life, doesn’t it — the long journey full of adventures, changing fortunes, new understandings, and gravitas-creating wisdom?

Or so we would hope, in any case.

We’re each on our very own Odyssey, and we’re on a collective Odyssey, too, in these wild and wily transformative times.

The mythic-astrology language for the archetypal energies at work now includes:

Neptune in Pisces,

• Uranus in Aries,

• Pluto in Capricorn — and their epic ‘square’, waning but still in effect, and

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Threshold Paths: Wild Bee Wisdom from the Dark and Starless Road

The 'Milky Way', photographed near Lake Titicaca in Peru. Image courtesy of NASA.
The ‘Milky Way’, photographed near Lake Titicaca in Peru. Image courtesy of NASA.

The ‘Wild Bee Wisdom‘ from Fiona MacLeod and David Wagoner spiraled up again to the surface in a conversation this morning with a fellow Via Transformativa sister.

I have deep appreciation for just how timeless this wisdom and inspiration is, so wanted to share that again in this freshly updated piece from the Sophia’s Children treasure-vaults.

If you’re of ‘this little clan’, as Fiona MacLeod wrote, you’ll recognize yourself in this.

Big Love,
Jamie

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Most of us have experienced it at some point: “There’s no going back.”

That’s one of the big differences between change and transformation.

With transformation, there is no ‘back there’ to return to, because ‘back there’ is rubble. Probably smoking rubble. Well-burnt toast.

We’ve been places, created things, experienced relationships, lost much, and have left (or been wrenched from) things and people as Life took us into radically new territory and explorations.

If we’ve been traveling a transformation path, our very way of perceiving and believing has been irrevocably altered.

We’ve crossed through threshold after threshold.

Sometimes these Wisdom-initiating shifts and transformation detours come via more radical means: the archetypal ‘shamanic lightning bolt’ (and shamanic ego ‘dismemberment’ and/or death), or  by way of what the vision-poet writer Fiona MacLeod called the  ‘dark and starless roads.’

If we’re lucky, in hindsight we see these life-altering events and seemingly meandering paths…

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Ancestral Wisdom and Deep, Deep Roots

Cornucopia, by Rachel Ruysch (3 June 1664 – 12 August 1750). Public domain image courtesy of Wikimedia.
Cornucopia, by Rachel Ruysch (3 June 1664 – 12 August 1750). Public domain image courtesy of Wikimedia.

Happy Samhain, All Hallow’s, All Souls, or All Saints week!

May you be enriched by the actual and metaphorical ‘fruits of the harvest’ and the blessings of the Season, and may the Wisdom within grow stronger, deeper roots.

Big Love,

Jamie

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Autumn Vintage Festival, 1877, by Sir Lawrence Alma Tadema Autumn Vintage Festival, 1877, by Sir Lawrence Alma Tadema

Nowadays, with so much wisdom forgotten, many people think of Samhain or the cross-quarters as evidence of pagan ancestors or ‘ancestor worship’.

Or, among those who self-describe as more learned or intellectual,  such seasonal festivals might be seen as holdovers from more ‘primitive’ or ‘superstitious’ times.

That’s all so much inaccurate thinky-thinky blah-blah that, caught up in the fog of self-righteousness, misses the point entirely.

Starting October 31st on the calendar, and/or when the Sun reaches mid-Scorpio (15 degrees) in the Northern Hemisphere’s Autumn Season, we note the Samhain, or All Hallow’s, All Souls, or All Saints festival. The ‘Halloween’ of modern times.

This year, 2015, the solar or astrological cross-quarter midpoint occurs over November 7th or 8th, depending on where in the world you are (in New York, it’s just about ‘exact’ at 1:00 p.m. on November 7th).

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Resources for Empaths and Sensitives Series

The Light of the World (detail), by William Holman Hunt, c1900-1904. (Image courtesy of WikiCommons)‘Tis the season, given the ‘thin time‘ of All Souls and Samhain days coming up at the end of the month and early November — and the general Transformation Times Zap Zone energies we continue to live in and dance with.

Here’s an updated Resources for Empaths and Sensitives Series musing, along with the link to the garden-bouquet of posts for Sensing-Empaths and other energy sensitives, and transformation-catalyst kindred spirits who are feelin’ it just about now.

Big Love and Thin Times Blessings,
Jamie

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Ahhh, to be an actual, ‘just wired that way’ Empath — One who is naturally made to be more sensitive to the energy currents (subtle and not-so-subtle), including the thoughts and  emotions wafting and swirling around us at any given moment.

To be a Sensing-Empath, oran Empathic-Sensitive as some might say, is to have a set of unique innate gifts or medicines for our times.

In this case, Empathic Sensitivity is an inherent or natural trait — the way we’re made — not a learned-behavior.

But the inherent capacity to actual sense and feel subtle and ‘unseen’ energies? That’s innate, not taught.

I’m not sure — in fact, I don’t actually think — that actual empathy can be taught, though certain awareness or ‘having a clue’ might be increased, and skillful communication and interpersonal behaviors taught (or mimicked).

That said, empathic sensitivity may not always feel like a gift…

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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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Your Odyssey and Neptune’s (and Pals) Magic

Odyssey noun od·ys·sey \ˈä-də-sē\ : a long journey full of adventures : a series of experiences that give knowledge or understanding to someone 1:  a long wandering or voyage usually marked by many changes of fortune 2:  an intellectual or... Continue Reading →

Magic and depression

Midsummer Eve, 1908, Edward Robert Hughes. Public domain image courtesy of WikiMedia.
Midsummer Eve, 1908, Edward Robert Hughes. Public domain image courtesy of WikiMedia.

“The hope of the world lies in the restoration of the ancient magic that is part of your lineage.” ~  Steve Nelson

Yes, yes, yes!

So much of what we’re doing is re-discovering the magic of place, of Life, of our own beings, and the magic in all that’s around us.

The magic that nearly gets snuffed out of us early on. The magic that has been ignored by a perceptual worldview that ‘everything else’ is just inert ‘stuff’ that’s for our perpetual consumption.

To me, the magic is the Holy Divine … or at least the Holy Divine’s way of speaking to, playing with, guiding and Big Loving us!

Thanks to my friend Molly Hall for sharing Jon’s post with me, and thanks to Jon for writing it … particularly the bit about the “inoculation of reality aimed at suppressing magic.”

And so we remember it …

Big Love,
Jamie

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Magic and depression

by Jon Rappoport

April 17, 2015

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“The function of the artist is to provide what life does not.” —Tom Robbins, Another Roadside Attraction

“Those people who recognize that imagination is reality’s master we call ‘sages,’ and those who act upon it, we call ‘artists.’” —Tom Robbins, Skinny Legs and All

In the human psyche, from the moment a newborn baby emerges into the light of day, he/she has a desire for magic.

We are told this is an early fetish that fades away as the experience of the world sets in. As maturity evolves. As practical reality is better understood.

In most areas of psychology, sensible adjustment to practical reality is a great prize to be won by the patient. It marks the passage from child to adult. It is hailed as a therapeutic triumph.

In truth, the desire for magic never goes away, and…

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Standing Still, Taking Stock, and the Queen of Disks

"My Life Came to a Standstill..." That's what Leo Tolstoy wrote in his Confessions about the period in his life when his old priorities and accomplishments no longer held meaning for him, but a new sense of meaning and authenticity... Continue Reading →

Getting Neptuned – When Life as You Know it Dissolves (or Melts Down)

There are some cycles, passages, or even life-purposes that fly (or flow) in direct opposition to the more Saturnine, Capricornian, structured, hierarchical, "Puritan work ethic" oriented norm that is  celebrated in much of Western culture, and certainly in the U.S.... Continue Reading →

Focus, Energy, and Shifting Stories

It's more challenging than it sounds, isn't it? This work of shifting dominant stories, whether personal or cultural stories (and for most of us it's both)? The shifting, the uprooting from false ground, has tested me mightily, I admit, and brought... Continue Reading →

There’s A New Story Being Born

Fog meets the Golden Gate, San Francisco. By Sandiegoguy30, generously shared via Creative Commons and WikiMedia.
Fog meets the Golden Gate, San Francisco. By Sandiegoguy30, generously shared via Creative Commons and WikiMedia.

Another world is not only possible, she’s on the way and, on a quiet day, if you listen very carefully you can hear her breathe.” ~ Arundhati Roy*

There’s something compelling about being reminded that a new story is trying to be born into being — and be born into the world through us.

Have you been feeling that … the uncertainty, the pressure, the pull of something trying to be born through you, to be midwifed into being by you and your fellow midwives?

It may be something you’ve been feeling, following, and stepping (or stumbling, or getting dragged kicking and screaming) into for quite awhile now.

A sense of purpose that sometimes you can see and feel clearly, and sometimes not, as if you’re moving forward step by step across a bridge between old — what’s passing, and new — what’s being born — in one of those thick San Francisco fogs, in which you can see maybe one step, one foot in front of you?

On the cusp between two worlds, two ways of being, with a bridge in between, as showed itself in a vision I saw in meditation some years ago.

Bridge in the Woods (1885-86), by Rafail Sergeevich-Levitsky (1847–1940). Image courtesy WikiCommons.
Bridge in the Woods (1885-86), by Rafail Sergeevich-Levitsky (1847–1940). Image courtesy WikiCommons.

I feel that way, a lot, as I know some of you do.

I love the places of clarity and certainty, of course; who doesn’t?

It often seems so much nicer than that seemingly perpetual uncertainty, doesn’t it? Yet uncertainty is what we’ve got, in boatloads.

So uncertainty becomes the mastery path, the invitation, the question to live into.

More often than not, it’s that step-by-step feeling and sensing my way over the bridge — with the uncertainty keeping me company all the way — through the thick fog, not wholly seeing what’s ahead, just knowing that’s just the direction to walk.

It pulls, even as the uncertainty of not seeing through the fog stirs anxiety. And then, pause, gather, center, tune into the inner seeing and the inner knowing, and another step forward.

Letting Life lead … letting the Spirit lead me, you, us, forward, into the new yet not yet seen and away from the old normal (and as Aunt Francis reminds us, “Normal is not a virtue, my dear!”).

It’s so different from what I was taught, and most of us are taught, in the ‘Western’ culture: to ‘make it happen’, to push, muscle it through, ‘conquer life’. Ha ha. What a bizarre and somewhat delusional control-freak fiction, and it does take quite a bit to be shaken loose of it!

But the new story will be born, bizarre, delusional fictions of cultural conditioning (and a rather big side-dish of pride!) aside.

A wee, green oasis in Death Valley, CA [Photo courtesy of PD Photo via Creative Commons]
A wee, green oasis in Death Valley, CA [Photo courtesy of PD Photo via Creative Commons]

As Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee shares, this is:

“… a new story, arising from deep within the psyche of humanity and the world soul at this moment in our and its evolution.”

“… the story of life evolving, recreating itself anew, but we are needed to midwife it into existence.”

A new story that requires us to remember and reclaim the ancient, ancestral wisdom, even as the new story that’s being born pulls us forward.

Thanks to Anna Lin from Healing Streams for sharing the following snippet from Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee today (continue on to see the excerpt, and a link to his full article).

I felt glad and deeply appreciative for the reminder of Llewellyn’s words … that something’s being born, and the birthing process isn’t without moments of discomfort.

No matter how long I’ve immersed in the Wisdom, or how long I’ve been step-by-stepping across that bridge in the fog, letting the new be born through me (and the old to be shucked off and die from me), I appreciate the reminders, always.

Can you feel the bit of that new story pulling you, nesting in you, drawing you forward through the fog?

Another world-story is possible … can you hear her breathing?

Big Love,

Jamie

* Arundhati Roy’s quote is from a speech entitled Confronting Empire given at the World Social Forum in Porto Allegre, 28 January, 2003. (Source: WikiQuote – Arundhati Roy)

Healing Soul Streams

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“There is a new story waiting to be born, waiting to redeem the planet and nourish our souls. It is a story of a oneness that includes the diversity of creation in a self-sustaining whole, a story that can bring back the magic within nature that is needed to heal our damaged planet. It is a story of co-operation rather than competition or conflict. And it includes the mystery of life as well as the understanding that science can give us. It is also a new story, arising from deep within the psyche of humanity and the world soul at this moment in our and its evolution.

We are not the sole creators of this story, because it is the story of life evolving, recreating itself anew, but we are needed to midwife it into existence. As with all births it needs to come from the inner to the outer…

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Black Moon and the Black Madonna

New Moon. Black Moon. Black Madonna. Here's the story. When I saw the 'black moon' reference for the 18 February Aquarius New Moon at Earthsky.org, the Black Madonna arose in my awareness. She's been surfacing for me again anyway in... Continue Reading →

thin veils…

This is so lovely, and the perfect match to my earlier ‘Breath of Life‘ (reblog) post for this Big Love (and thin veils) day (and month ahead).

Thanks to Vondadrees for this one (and do click through to Vondadrees blog; you’ll see lots of other beautiful wisdom shared there!).

Love,
Jamie

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Power Words: Benediction

“While our culture is all gloss and pace on the outside, within it is too often haunted and lost." "The commercial edge of so-called ‘progress’ has cut away a huge region of human tissue and webbing that held us in... Continue Reading →

Selqet: Deep Feminine Magic, Mystery and Fierce Protection

“There is an ability, or the need, here to read spiritual understandings into concrete, everyday objects. Several different aspects can be combined to result in a truly wise outcome, piercing through appearances to see the inherent truth of a situation... Continue Reading →

Liminal Season: Stirring the Cauldron of Our Dreams

"We are descending into the dark time of the year, the juicy time of mystery of earth and psyche. This liminal time before Samhain calls us to cast off that which does not serve us and evoke the wild woman."... Continue Reading →

When Life Shakes and Breaks You…

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on... Continue Reading →

In-Between: Behind the Scenes with ‘Not Yet’

This theme just keeps coming up -- navigating the uncertainties and other quirks and curiosities of the In-Between, when one cycle has ended but the next hasn't yet taken shape and gotten traction. Or maybe you've experienced some epic change in your... Continue Reading →

Lughnasa: Gathering Harvest, Shedding Light

"Many were born for a world that is just coming to be. If you have felt lost before and been frustrated in realizing your purpose here, this is your time." ~ Steve Nelson, Gaiastrology Mythic astrologer Steve Nelson goes on... Continue Reading →

Thresholds and Magic Moments

"We that are here now are touched in some mysterious way with the ability to change and make the future. Those who wake to the wonder of this magic moment, who wake to the possibilities of this charged conjunction, are... Continue Reading →

Threshold Paths: Wild Bee Wisdom from the Dark and Starless Road

Most of us have experienced it at some point: "There's no going back." That's one of the big differences between change and transformation. With transformation, there is no 'back there' to return to, because 'back there' is rubble. Probably smoking rubble.... Continue Reading →

In-Between: Behind the Scenes with ‘Not Yet’

When? That's a question I hear from quite a few people. "When will this craziness stop?" "When will my efforts bear fruit?" "When will the money start flowing in again?" "When will it get easier?" "When will things go back... Continue Reading →

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