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So grateful for all my friends here -and- in the higher dimensions… how blessed we are! When I walk along the beach these days, I quickly reach a state of communion with the Divine Mother… something in the blue, blue ocean…something in the waves’ heartbeat rhythm… something feels tremendously awesome and deeply nurturing at the same time.
“Dear Ones, this is Mary who loves you. Some of you know me as Mother, some as friend, some as sister of the heart. I am overjoyed to be with you in this way, whenever you care to join in.”
(Bless You and thank you, Mother Mary.)
“I will offer that which your hearts long for, the love filling your beings, the love of reassurance, the love of comfort, the love of wisdom. You are your own guidance. So many of you have grown into being your own way- finders, and we are very proud of you for this — so it is not guidance, per se, that we bring to you now — but the arms of embrace, the warmth of heart-gathering.
When we are asked to come to you, it is so fast, so simple – we are there with you to support your own love, to hold your hand in partnership, as we all are now creating the New and emerging from that which is past — an emerging which has been fraught for you, requiring the deepest faith, the strength of steadfastness. To trust you are not alone is trust of the greatest magnitude. To trust you are NOT a puny human cast adrift amidst dance and cruelty on every side — such as has been your waking nightmare for so many lifetimes — takes strength of trust of a magnitude you cannot yet imagine — and yet you KNOW. You KNOW.
You have found your way, and we exult in the joy of this reunion, the conscious rejoining in the joy of creation. Creatorship is our true nature. Once deemed heresy, once fiercely avoided — you are now, one by one, two by two, embracing your own true nature as sparks of God, children of the ONE, with gifts inherent, gifts intact. As you continue on your magnificent journey, you will see more and more of the picture playing out with YOUR loving participation.
So. No fear now, Beloveds… none is necessary, none is required, none is helpful. Address your days with the joy of your hearts’ Being, and one miracle after another will tumble from your lips, slip into your awareness, leap into the surprise of moments longed for but not fully expected. Now you know. And we rejoice for you. Have fun, blessed Ones. Have fun.
In loving awareness at all times of Thee- I am Mary. ”
I’ve been on a long hiatus here, but excited to resume my dear old blog and connections to readers, many of whom are deeply friends. Life is changing rapidly, and with all the ups and downs, it feels like white water rafting at times! Now things are shifting again, feeling more connected to Source, Mother/Father and my own energy (the “Me of Me”) and I feel drawn to writing and recording (aka channeling) again. I have a few messages to share, so will get right to the point.
“Blessings to all who read and feel supported by messages such as this one, received in a quiet, peaceful space deep within the heart of one who desires only to serve the greater good on the planet.
(How are we to begin?)
Firstly, let me introduce myself. I am “ALLy-A” [sounds like ah-liy-ah]. Your ally in the times to come. Your friend from the angelic realms, focused on the upliftment of humanity at this critical juncture.
You are in marvelous times, approaching the Breakthrough of energies, lifting you above the cares of yesteryear- washing you on a great gigantic wave of light onto the new pristine shores of your new lives. May you relax into the Knowing of the benevolence and beneficence and magnificence of this wave, this ocean, this journey of awareness.
You know of the drop in the ocean, no? Knowing you are the drop and the ocean? Well, if that is so, then you will be pleasantly surprised that the luminosity of the ocean has just been suffused into a million times brighter. You will find yourselves swimming in an ocean of LIGHT, such as on a moonlit night, such as in a sea of luminescent plankton, such as in a rainbow brilliance made of liquid. The movement will be analogous to liquid, because that is familiar to you. Liquid envelops, liquid supports, liquid mirrors your own (mostly) water content (cells, blood, liquids, tears, etc.). Liquid is your medium. Your body is created of such and it is thus very familiar to you.
So Relax. Lie back and float along. The waves when cresting will lift your hearts, when curling will en-roll/enfold you in love, when bubbling will fill your energy with ions of effervescence. And then – whoosh ~ you are spread in gladness, in eagerness, in joy upon the shore ~ where contact with the rest of the created planet is redolent of blessings of all kinds. See the shore as the world you greet each day. And as the day wanes, and the maximum joy has been experienced through contact with the diversity of your beautiful planet, then allow … release … regather your energy into the perfect tumult and shimmering grace of the ocean ~ all that you ARE.
Remember you are not just one little wave. You are all the waves. All the experiences of all the edges/shores/cliffs/rocks/grains of sand of all the world. In such moment-by-moment reality, the caress of water and stone is the glory of your Mother Earth. So be it.”
Dear Readers, I wish to introduce two dear friends in the next two posts. The first is the photographer Dennis Sheehy whose beautiful silhouette of owl and branches appears above. He takes one-der-ful photographs, illustrating a dedication to catching those moments that sparkle, that illuminate, that open a crack to see behind the veil of ordinary human perception. To this end, he spends hours walking, looking, noticing and skillfully recording those moments of illumination. Nature photography is a kind of meditation and a kind of channeling, making visible what ordinarily goes unnoticed.
Usually I illustrate my posts with photos I take myself… a quick shot of a moment I observe in the ever changing beauty around my country home, but I have thought for a while of including some of Dennis’ photos as a way of sharing his meditation and his talent with my friends on-line. He was once very involved in making gnome-homes, so clearly has a feeling for the aesthetics of faerie and the elementals (see also http://www.gnome-home.com ). Dennis is also a very dear brother to me. I recognized him as that immediately, I’m happy to say, and it turns out, he is the twin flame of one of my sisters. I first met him in the 1990s, when I arranged for him to teach a gnome home workshop at the elementary school in Freeport, Maine where I was teaching art.
I chose the owl for the first post, from all of his photos, because Owl is a personal symbol of wisdom and sight in the darkness, and a messenger between worlds, which we as channels are also. I do not resonate with the superstition of the owl as a harbinger of death, this is based in fear of change and transition. The Greek goddess Athena, renowned for wisdom, has an owl as her symbol. I have had an owl totem and spirit friend for at least thirty years.
When my son was seven, we went to a Native American tipi set-up demonstration, with a subsequent shield-making activity within the tipi. The Penobscot man lead us on a journey to find our spirit animal, and draw it on the shield with crayons. I still have the cardboard circle with the white and silver owl in flight. This is the first experience I had with clairvoyance, as I realized how easy it was for me to follow a guided visualization, and saw/felt the owl fly to me so vividly. I was in college at that period studying art education and later used guided imagery a lot with my students, who, as children, were closer to their non-physical senses than most adults.
My name Jennifer comes from the English name Guinevere; the original Cornish form was Gwenwhyfar, meaning white shadow, white phantom, white fairy, or fair one). The white owl on my shield feels like a phantom or spirit owl, not a physical one. My parents didn’t know the etymology back in 1951 (they didn’t have baby -naming books then)… I discovered it later in high school when I became enamored of the Arthurian legends. Pondering on why I have the name I do, another level of meaning came clear in meditation a year or so ago. Jenn ( Gen– root word for race, kind, or simply, the people) and fer (or, pher- from the Greek to love, as in Christopher = lover of Christ), which all adds up to Lover of the People, or All of Us! YAY! I’m so grateful for my parents’ intuitive wisdom!!
Multi-dimensional Blessings to all of you on this magical Hallow’s Eve, when the veils are blown away and we can all travel between worlds like Owl, and sense/see/hear/feel the Other Side. No fears– All is well– Always. Love to All the People, Gwenwhyfar
My lawn is full of Queen Anne’s lace this year! I just mow pathways through and let what grows happen, and this is the first year that, toward the end of August, it was solid Queen Anne’s Lace … I just have to celebrate it!
I’ve struggled with “cutting the grass” for years, because it seemed to desecrate the life that was present in that habitat: the wildflowers, crickets, moles, toads, healing wild plants and so much more. Just because we are “supposed” to have short lawns in our culture. Just because everyone else does it. My yard looked messy for years, as I would delay for weeks at a time, waiting and watching, and finally – feeling the pressure of judgement, dreading the extra hard work, I would capitulate and MOW it all down! with great sorrow, blood, sweat and tears… then the cycle would start over again…
The breakthrough came about ten years ago, as I was first awakening to my spiritual path… I got the inspiration to mow a pattern in the lawn and leave a part of it wild. The symbol that was awakening in me I called “the Hand of God”; it was showing up in my clay work, drawn in bowls, or as slab handprints, arranged and interpreted.
One, showing a path to a cave by a brook, with a figure (me) seated in meditation, symbolized my spiritual journey, and it has been largely a journey of surrendering judgment and allowing Flow. From that period on I have felt fully supported by Source/Mother/Father God… The huge handprint in the lawn that year was beautiful, until the grass got so tall that a heavy rain made it look like a hairy paw, which spooked me, and I mowed it all down!
The next year, I tried another symbol, the cross inside a circle, a personal symbol of great resonance. It was showing up in my art work, especially in a long series of mandala paintings. The very center was often a little circle, crossed top to bottom and side to side. I didn’t know why I put it there, it just seemed “meaningful” and right. I began to explore the history of the symbol, and learned that it was, among many things, an ancient Mu symbol, a Medicine Wheel, the Quartering of the Universe, the Astrological symbol for Earth, and the Gnostic cross. The Gnostic belief in the divinity within us was just beginning to resonate within me.
I was just beginning my apprenticeship with Jeshua in 2005, and I asked him about the symbol that was occuring in my paintings and he told me that Yes, I had in fact been a Gnostic priest in one life! The pattern in the lawn became a place to greet the sun, to pray, to sing, to walk and dance the pattern of reverence for all of life.
Anyway, my lawn has carried this symbol with all its levels of meaning for all these years since. As the grandbabies got bigger, they have used it as a place to play, so I began to close off some of the paths to make it more of a maze to challenge them and add the element of mystery. The lawn has become a place of enchantment!
Seeing the brilliant delicate beauty of the masses of Queen Anne’s Lace was a surprise to me, and it felt like a bold statement of gratitude from the devic realm for allowing, blessing and celebrating my wild and beautiful lawn!