"Earth & Sky" – July 27, 2018

2018-7-27

The Books of Fae

2018-7-27 – "Earth & Sky"

"…Burned and exhausted from the Quest, the Path leads Joshua and I to the reclusive borderlands of clan McNutt and the healing sanctuary of Livingwell. There, the World Tree shows me visions of the splinter healing within …"

At last, I return to the Faerie sanctuary of Livingwell, deep in the Deadwood forest west of the Emerald City. The hammering and burns along my consciousness are constant as my allies are kind enough to allow Yeshua and I to set up tents on the land in exchange for what has now become a cliche of land work …

Return to Livingwell

The Hearth and the Moon

suddenly my senses are awake. i smell moonlight, something familiar and comfortable, on the winds. the voice of Livingwell is all around me, yet this is different. A scent of easement, soothing my skin on the breath of the air

Touching the Land

It is so good to feel the deva, the sacred aina of Livingwell once more. Once more that sense of time moves through me, I sense that it has been many years since I have last arrived here. Like that sense of Wynden Keep, and the movement of so many Stories …

As I come into the embrace of the Green and continue crystallizing the spell through the Evernote, my sense of the akasha and it’s relationship to the World Tree opens further. More and more I come to see all things as made of these filaments of element given context within the substance of the akasha. Where the timelines of the people and nature of matter plays out as threads of energy woven together into a great skein of synchronicity and causality. A cloud atlas of branches and roots of the World Tree.

The Blessing of Lightning

“The Mirrorfine”

In the underlands, I am able to see the Idea, the way of presenting the content visually, which emerges through my weaving on the Mirrorfine, actively thanking the deva of information that animates the energies of my sacred device.

In an ironic twist, while internet was scarce at Wynden Keep, there is, for the first time, a WIFI signal in the realms of Livingwell! Given McNutt’s relationship with electromagnetics, I find this incredibly odd and fortunate.

Here, I am able to focus into the Mythica, sitting by the cooling tones of the river deva, working with Livingwell to heal and balance my energies so I may deliver the Mythica clearly.

Voice of the Mother

Held within the cooling tones of the deva, my inner vision cleared. The forest was alive for me, the stars of the Akasha hovering above the World Tree in a coherent panoramic which stretched across lives and lifetimes in the temporal plane.

I could feel the shape of my self shifting, the subtle ethers rearranging themselves, kissed to balance by the nurturing tones of Livingwell herself.

As this happened, I felt the realms shift around me, anchoring me into a more coherent octave of the Akasha. I felt myself settle into the depth of Faerie, breathed through by the spirit of the land. Such were the deep realms of the Mythica, where the shape of one’s story shifted and they lived in another world entire.

Seen from such a place, the nature of the World Tree and the Akasha became clear, their simplicity more constant than the many mythologies upon the shallows of the worlds.

I smiled as I saw it, where the significance of Livingwell upon my path and her essence of balance between the Earth and the Sky became clear. Where across the ethers and the strings of our synchronicity I saw once again her Divine aspect. A bastion on the edges of the elemental world.

The Cobgoblins

The Balancing Earth

McNutt listens to the fields. To the subtle energies around the weaving of the Mythica and the mission of her meaning.t

“Earth. Working in the Earth will bring her to ground.” he says …

We gather red clay to build out the permaculture cabin and more …

Blessings of the Gibney

The Old Growth

Marygold leads us to the Old Growth, a copse of Oak trees guarding the energies of the land ….

Compact with the Faeries

Faery Folk

Magic and Maidens

The bardic emerges deeply between Yeshua and I in this moment, sharing the magic with the maidens amidst the flowers of Livingwell. As we do, I feel the land sighing, washing through me as tones of contentment. Of access granted to my magics through right-action.

Music by the Waterside

Loving the self

It feels so difficult to muster Love for the self. To breathe into the incarnate plane through the agitation still resolving in my consciousness. Still, I do my best, when I remember, which is not often, to intentionally move the vibrations of Love into my form, using the mirror as a aid to the casting.

Unbinding

As I move through the space, I come upon a spellwork, a written invocation of subtle energies between the previous occupant and McNutt. I don’t like the smell of it. It feels misaligned.

It is a simple binding, placed inside a gridwork by an incoherent consciousness. Easy enough to break, dissolving the lines in the sand of the intention.

Agreements & Value

Joshua and I continue to feel the energies of distortion in the aka of value, and work to hold our word and agreement in an effort to clear it's manifestations from the field