Dreamtime

“Though my soul may set in darkness, It will rise in perfect light, I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night”

“We had the sky up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just happened.”

“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change your self.”

“Goddess's promises are like the Stars; the darker the night the brighter they shine”

“When it is darkest, women see the stars.”

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”

“I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.”

“To be a star, you must shine your on your own, follow your own path, and don't worry about the darkness, for that is when the stars shine brightest”

Dreams, Dreaming, Dreamtime

As a Dreamkeeper, I know sometimes it takes lifetimes to heal our soul, sometimes 100 or even 3000 years. However long, it takes both sides of a dream to find forgiveness of something painful. Be it your own sister, your group of friends, a country or even the world... take your time, forgiveness is slow but steady in the lunar mysteries of life, death and rebirth. If another won't forgive, then both sides become the self and that is strong medicine as they say.

Wisdom of the Great Mother (Earth) is a path of Love who attracts souls in all nations, cultures. Those who fear this feminine side stay away. 80% of them are women and 60% of these fear it, too busy sending out love letters to the world. 10% are men, they are the beloved, fearless, true spirit warriors, and the rest get angry and project when grandmothers wisdom is spoken from grandmothers mouth. My life is proof.

The re-birthing ancient moon and primordial ocean is the Sacred Veil, falling off of her body, revealing our nakedness. As the world heats up in this pregnant birth it is seen as chaos in the world.... Goddess look at your children, your death, transformation and rebirth, a billion years ago are still here today. Hold 'stillness' children, in this river that leads to the great ocean.

I can and I can't help myself; the world; or your mystery. I can only share mine and this depends upon the Moon. We see the Sun shining light, warmth and brightness but for growth, mine depends upon a life giving moonlight reflecting tonight, Invisible emotions of secrecy, impatience, mistrust and all these are seen only when thing collapse. Maybe you too will see her invisible shine someday and see in the dark too, rather than totally blinded by the light. It takes both on earth now and everyone understands is the sun, close your eyes and feel the moon and dream.

Ancestor of all nations teach story, myth and fable as life progresses to seeking within, because all hunger cannot be quenched at the top of the mountain. In this great crisis, some die, some are reborn if they look back and surrender where they have climbed from on that great mountain. This is the 'great sacrifice' and we cannot escape it. Don't worry about being lost at sea... when you make it to the top of the mountain, look for a sign, you will be visited by either a raven or dove and be shown your myth story, take that path down the mountain.

 I am here, you were sent here inside of me. In the goodness I have been waiting because you are my stormy sea. Now you are falling again into my arms, suffering, angry, starving and alone. I waited for you I am the one who gives you life. I am death and within me is peace, but this death is not about dying, it is just beyond your own limitation and illusion.

Elementals My Deer

Once upon a time, there was a great shaman,

born through the gate of the EARTHS plane,

she wandered long and far learning of her place

in the world. One night, a second gate was revealed,

a gateway of the mind called the Universe, way up in

the AIR, far away from the Earth, where only the

Raven could fly.

She flew a long journey, one filled with darkness

although she thought it might lead to the light.

Flying above the tree's she looked down and saw

four hooded horsemen who called up to her in

this dream. They were silent and gifted her with a

beautiful white horse and asked her to come back

down from the sky. Seeing all that she needed to see,

she transformed back into a shaman and mounted the

horse following close behind. They lead her to the

magical River of Knowledge.

It was here she crossed the wide river, permission

given only by the green Dragons. She journeyed through

love and children, great tears, sorry and laughter and

after many years and these many paths in this land

near the river, she came upon the great WATER worlds,

to a beautiful ocean shore called the land of Dreams.

She did not get lost, but found heaven

beyond in the great FIRE gates, she was

blackened by the fire, it was the last gate

which would return her to earth as earth,

born unto the mother forever as a stone,

a rock, a tree, a cloud, and the wind.

She was from the land of the wind whisperers

known as Eastern Europe today, and Bohemia

before that, and the land of the Great Elks

before that. Through the Fire, she returned to

the EARTH forever dreaming.

She see's the adult humans but they can no

longer see her. Only the new children who

have no separation from this primordial

grandmothers love which is returning