“Livingwell” August 18, 2010

"…One of the most affirming aspects of the quest arrives in 2010 as I see the proof of the Path and the Land arrive me in a place devoted to the realms of Faerie…"

One of the greatest revelations about the underlands of the Mythica happened in 2010, a few months after I had walked the faerie roads with McLain and the Yanderling.

It was Summer, and I had just encountered the Beloved festival for the first time, finding my way after the event to the western coastline of Oregon with the Mythmaker. The festival had been fantastically magical, and we were restoring our energies, planning and divining the new adventures that lay on our shared horizons.

I had plans to retrieve North from the Holiday Kennels that held space for him while I went to the festivals, and eventually said my goodbye to the circus clan and made my way eastward, back towards the nexus of the Emerald City where the kennels were located, passing through a small towne called ‘Florence’ along the way. There, I sensed a vibration, an energy drawing me forward towards an outpost called ‘The Alpha-Bit Cafe’ for a spot of lunch …

I continue to relentlessly track my way across the realms of the Mythica proving the principle that we are living in the halo of our own substance.  That when we are made of particular vibrations, we will encounter others of that frequency on the roads of synchronicity.  That through our embodiment, we navigate the pathways of the lands beneath the land.

The Alpha-Bit Cafe

As I move my gaze across the space it falls upon a book with the title 'Maps of the Imagination – The Writer as Cartographer'.  A divination comes to mind, that what I am doing is that very thing, using my writing to document the journey across the mythical world.

The book was deeply meaningful to me, occurring across my awareness as a reflection of what I was moving through, mapping my way across the underlands of the Mythica.

What did it mean to be a cartographer of the world of stories? As I had left Beloved to collect North from the kennel I knew I was in a proof of the vibrational nature of our manifest world, demonstrating through my story that we arrived in circumstances relative to our own inner vibrational state in synchronicity along our path.  To come to this place where I encountered a book speaking into the very concept I was proving spoke to the nature of the thing itself, the signs and portents arriving as a perfect and individualized reflection of my own journey.

I order some food, continuing the feel into the energies beneath the path, wondering at the physics. At what had brought me to this place and how it could prove or disprove my theory that one encountered the energies of their own inner substance on the path.

(regarding the elf) – There’s a quality that people have. That which identifies them as what they are being. A certain “something”.

This girl had it. I sensed the forest in her, the elvish and lighted realms. It was an immediate sense of recognition, and it opened the space between.

I told her of my wolf, and my Quest to travel deeper into Faerie. She tells me of a place, deep within the nearby Deadwood forest, that I may resonate with.

The Alpha Farm

Livingwell

As they showed me around I gradually came to realize that it was a community house, full of travelers and woofers who exchanged work on the land for a place to live, an operation that had been going on since the 1970s where they canned peaches and other fruits on cyclical seasons throughout the year.

Yet while this was a pleasant enough thing, it was not the vibration of faerie that I was looking for and so I questioned why I had arrived in such a place and what it said to the thesis of the Mythica.  After thanking them for their tour, I accepted the graciousness of their hosting and set up my tent, sleeping with North on the edge of their property near my truck.

Upon waking the next morning I headed to the main kitchen to pay my respects and be on my way when I saw a corkboard with a flier on it which proclaimed a festival at a a"Nature Spirit Sanctuary", as in – a sanctuary for nature spirits, held on a piece of property only eight miles or so deeper into the forest.

Unlike the cannery, this had the vibration of faerie all over it, and I recognized it's appearance in the field as proof-of-concept, so I thanked the people for their hospitality, got in Grey and made my way deeper into the forest, intent on discovering whatever realm had arrived along my path.

Eager to continue my explorations of the Mythica, I get the address and head back to the Holiday Kennels for my wolf.

Seeing the sign was the key. I could feel the resonances within it, the subtle energies of the deva. Here I saw WHY I had been led to the cannery by the elf, ever-deeper into the synchrony of moments which defines the experience of Faerie.

She proclaims herself a ‘pagan anthropologist’, a thing I find fascinating and resonant with my own journeys deeper into the Mythica …

She tells me later that her friends had told her "a friend of hers" was at the door, as if we were already connected, as I was already a part of the ensemble of characters that was a part of her fae world.

McNutt takes us on a journey through the land, explaining the nature of place as he calls it, showing us the gridwork of altars and sacred spaces they have worked out with the deva.

It is beautiful to walk through such a place! To see the Law of Reflection in action, bringing me to places that equal my own vibration. All around me, I can feel the presence of the deva. The natural intelligence of the land, communicating with me. Soothing the energies within with the reminder of the primal Worlds.

The Three Selves

The Sacred Fire

Witnessing the physics beneath the Quest

A huge sense of accomplishment filled me in this place. A sense that I was peering into the underlying physics of the material world. By arriving at Livingwell, I was in the proof of the concept, that one would encounter the vibrational landscape of their own self along their timeline.

At it’s core, magic is about the elements. About one’s relationship with the Nature within and without. I had a sense of the assembled cast of characters as we gathered around the fire, each radiating for me with their own unique mysticism, their own aspect and definition. Here I saw the actual denizens of the realms of Faerie, appearing in the proper form, weaving together amongst the Green and the Grass.

The Shadow of Trust

Over time, Livingwell will become a place for my greatest lessons. A borderland between the faerie realm of my essence and the resolving distortions in the field of our shared unfoldment. It is here that I face the ripple of the right use of sexual energy and witness the infidelity of given words in a crucible of detachment and right-action. Here, I come to see the distortion in the realms of our shared rainbow.

It was as simple as a decision.  A voice from my intuition that I did not regard, where my explorations into the idea of “polyamory” had disastrous consequences, revealing the underlying patterns in the substance of the World.

Divining the Stars

This was so amazing. To have my fortune, the shape of my self read by the seer while sitting in a borderland of Faerie herself was the essence of the Mythica. Living the authentic mystical life, finding the worlds of wonder along the underlands of our vibration. As I listened to his divination as to my astrological arrangement, I felt us in the mythos itself – the tale of the fae adventurer across the many realms of the Creation sharing the treasures gained along the Quest with the people.

Characters

Fern DeFay

Heather Hutton

Kate Hardeny

Mark McNutt

Marygold McNutt

North