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Oh Barbie is stuck in the sand!

Oh Barbie is stuck in the sand!
part one featuring Addy and Barbie.

Oh Barbie is stuck in the sand!

Oh Barbie is stuck in the sand!
part two. Addy is wondering if she should leave her there.

Oh Barbie is stuck in the sand

Oh Barbie is stuck in the sand
Part three. The Rescue. Addy Burdes (my grandniece age 2.5 on Rathtrevor Beach Vancouver Island).

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Garden Folklore
Many of our beliefs in regards to gardens come from the old country and still exist today. Listed are just a few of them.
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Showing posts with label spirit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spirit. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

thoughts on dreams, out of body flying etc.

Thoughts.
I fly. Now whether in dreams or in out of body experiences (which I really think they are)..they are incredibly real experiences. I feel all movement..I feel it on what seems to be skin..in my hair...I see in vivid colours and clarity.
Sometimes I fly into different realms or dimensions. I've done this since a child. One particular "real" dream I was flying over a beach and saw "myself" as a child walking with my older sister. I swooped down infront of myself (my spirit?..seemed to be older) and I hugged my young self saying "it will all be alright". This has stayed with me my whole life.
I've also had a shamanistic death and rebirth experience in the dream state or whatever you would call it. Before I even had heard of dismembering the body and then reforming it. The woman that took me through the process had long black hair...some sort of drapey covering over her body and was long limbed. I believe it was Saraya...my spirit guide..or one of my spirit guides.
I've also swam in the golden and blue waters in a heavenly place. All there were persons that had passed over and we were joyfully swimming. Everything felt real.
I've also dipped myself into various coloured pools..glowing with brilliant colours of gold, cerise,blue,orange....they only thing I could come away with is that it was if I was dipping into someone's chakras...the earths? a place? everything around me was dark.The colours of the pools glowed in the darkness.
There is a difference to these "dreams" in that they are an upping of reality that goes beyond so called "regular" dreams. There is an intensity to them to screams to be noticed.

Monday, June 15, 2009

whatever feeds your spirit

Whatever feeds your spirit and harms none is valuable. Whatever piece of art, gesture,natural scene, food,colour,music, words that brings light to you..that nourishes that light within you is valuable. Never worry that someone may find what you love, what brings you joy is in bad taste, corny,crass, or cheap. It is your own spirit that decides if something feeds it..if something brings it more light. Cherish these things but never form attachments to them. Be free. All attachments are like children, eventually they need to be let go...gifted to the universe. Always strive for light and love and freedom of your spirit. Any strong attachment will drag you down as well....love it and let it go. All things that bring us joy and pleasure but allow us to be free are good things...feed your soul. Be strong in what you love and trust the creator that that which feeds you is what nourishes you. Be fed and then let it go to do its work for others. Share your joy with those that are open to it. Never force your joys upon another...but have them there incase they also want to be nourished. Never question your joys that harm no one and no thing. Play.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Wanting to go with them

I remember a few autumns ago how I longed to fly off with the geese making their way south. It was not so much the want to be a bird, but the desire to be such a part of nature that I was moved by her gentle urgings ...no second thoughts ...acting on instinct only. I felt apart from that oneness and it took me awhile to see that I do indeed have instinctual reactions to mothers urgings in my menses, in my body's reaction to sunlight,warmth,cold etc. I don't know why I looked outside myself for this. I went from being to observing which made "two" and here I am trying to keep my eye single. I remember wanting so much to explain this feeling to a friend, my desire to wing with the geese, I was open and raw and he understood...he understood. I really want to not need external validations of my sanity, my goodness, my value. We are all mirrors upon mirrors upoin mirrors for one another and my want is not to want but to just "be" and know that all are one and that we are God trying to understand ourself. Did God create the mirror upon which she first observed? saw herself as two? I wonder.