"Heart of Barton" – July 26, 2019

2019-7-26

The Books of Fae

2019-7-26 – "Heart of Barton"

"…once more the land offers me sanctuary as I find a place near the fabled Barton Springs in the City of the Violet Crown  …"

July 19th – 20th, 2019

July 22nd, 2019

2019-7-22 – Synchron…est – Bird

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These things always go deeper than the surface.  It is not simply a number of doors painted in differnet colors but what those doors represent, the ability to move between worlds, to honor the colors that make up one's personal reality and it's relationship with the Divine in a sacred compact that transcends the traditions and rhetoric of transient form.

The illustrations continue to grow in these moments, and I find myself experimenting with different apps designed to create catchy posts for social media that I purpose towards what I consider an exalted goal.

July 26, 2019

July 31st, 2019 – Sanctuary of Water

The sprit of the Dragon spoke to me here, bubbling up from the nexus point of ley energy that fed the Barton Springs from an underground aquifer …

August 9th, 2019 – The Prism of Perception

In the morning an artifact appears on the trail, one that reminds me of the prismatic nature of point of view and it's significance in communicating the essence of the Tree of Life …

Here is a symbol appearing in the field that speaks to the prism of perception

August 10th, 2019

August 14th – 15th, 2019 – The Return of Raentuka

That a rainbow of colors shows up behind us is no surprise to me …

I had first met Raentuka in the venerable meditation fields of "The Vedic City" in 2016 …

August 22, 2019 – The Path of Surrender

"I have always been strong in surrender" she says, and I bow to this, recognizing her aspect and it's blessing in this way.   It is my hope that by doing so I can gain some measure of it for myself for it is the very thing with which I have tremendous difficulty in this Age of the mortal plane.

August 23rd, 2019

The connection was clear.  The timelines of our stories in the Stars of the Akasha and their expression through the roots and branches of the World Tree in the Soil were one and the same, and our inquiries into the shape of those memories was a portal through a sublime forest, one wrought into the very substance of our self.

And of course the Quest is difficult, yet as always signs appear on the way which encourage one forward.

August 24th, 2019 – The Service of Bards

Within this, I continue to forge the Mythica, working to create illustrations which map out the subtle layers of the land while I am still in the process of feeling into their substance.  The sense that I am looking at things from the vista of the akasha and the layers of our stories that are more enduring than what things appear to be in the passing Ages is profound, and I continue to experience myself as an adventurer on the Quest, walking the rainbow road between the places within and without the self.

August 25th, 2012

In service to the Muses

August 26th, 2019

She is so beautiful.  A true mother of Trees.

I do not feel I have encountered the strength of the aka of the Mother so clearly before.  While my own mother has been a saint in her service to the people, I can honestly say it was not until I was up front and personal with the kind of duty and discipline Misty engaged for her children that I truly started to feel what such a thing was.

August 29th, 2019

I continue to work at illustrating what I consider the Terrasphere of the world and it's expression through the mythosphere, mnemosphere and to the threads of synchronicity in the akasphere, working with the apps that come to me on my iPad whilst living in a tent in the forest.

It's a deep process, for while it is visually simple to shift with the relevant apps it speaks to a much deeper and profound understanding of the very filaments of synchronicity that make up our selves and their stories.  In this I knew my arrival at the Barton Springs and my being led to the point where the waters bubbled up from underground to be happening-in-synchronicity because of my sacred relationship with the land.  It was yet another proof of the Mythica, of the underlying gravity that leads us from one place to another along our sacred story.

Wizards and Crafters

August 30th, 2019 – The AURYN

The fact that he has built out his own transport whilst living in the streets of the sideway highways is deeply inspiring to me …

What does it mean to meet a mechanist on the Quest? To encounter someone who has built their own motorized transport to traverse the streets of the endless summer? What does it mean to meet a character with the very AURYN of the Neverending Story etched into their chest? Such things are the mythos, the play of scenes and characters that populate the chapters of our stories, the encounters in the ordinary places which speak to the unordinary spaces of life herself.

September 1st, 2019 – Rituals of Release

September 4th, 2019

September 6th, 2019 – Into the Underdark

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Honoring the Land

The energy in the underdark is so interesting.  So quiet, carrying the echoes of my footsteps and breath through the long tunnels beneath the surface of the city.  It is a coolness, and a welcome one in the blisteringly hot temperatures that are common to the realms of Texas and I consider moving my tent into this underground place, cooled and protected by the nurturing dark.

September 9th, 2019

Honestly it never ever ceases to amaze me how much humans litter the very ground they walk on, oblivious the way their action sullies their own substance.

September 11th, 2019

The divination Anya had shared with me in 2016 during the "OneLove" episode was deeply important.  It sang of her potency and clarity as a seeress, where she had deeply heard the song of the Mythica and brought that through her art.  And while my screen flickered with purple bands and incoherence, I was still able to share it with her, our confluence at the Kava echoing across the ethers once again.

September 13th, 2019

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Presenting the Ark Crystal

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September 16th, 2019

A blessing.  A vision comes to me of how to access my computer's information with the broken screen on the computers in the library.

September 19th, 2019 – Rangers & Paladins

Here once again I feel the touch of the deva, the blessing of the Goddess in recognition for my ardency and noble efforts on the Quest.  While the rangers are required to ask me to move my tent out of the main trail, they share with me that it was obvious to them that I was a blessing to the environment, that my campsite was clean and the feeling was good.

In the context of the Mythica, this felt to me like the recognition from the rangers of the land of my essence as a druidic traveler, a paladin in service and sacred to the land herself.

Their graciousness goes further, for as I share with them the details of my Quest they offer a map and information on the boundaries of their patrol, suggesting that I find a campsite a mere 1/2 mile or so away where I will be undisturbed in the warmth of the Austin seasons.

I follow their advice, and take my travel pack across the dam for the accumulating river waters and make my way further up the hillside away from the immediate vicinity of Barton Springs.  Of course I love this, as I recognize it to be the archetype of the living Mythos of that adventurer-in-service, where I feel the aina of the land move through the people, gradually moving me to a place of greater sanctuary and easement on the edges of the world.

As apropos for the Mythica the landscape is beautiful, the very picturesque scenergy of the mythical adventurer made real in the strings of synchronicity and occurring as the land of my sacred path.

Crossing the river, the trail leads uphill, and comes towards an olde-style building at the edge of the woods.

Shooting the video in the authenticity of the moment really is part of the essence of the Mythica, for it speaks to the signs and portents which occur on one's path and which relate to the divination that informs us along our Quest, coming in th form and function that is uniquely suited to our self and it's story.  In my case, recognizing the necessity of passion and perseverance to do what I had set out to do, it was the perfect thing at the perfect time.

As always, I carry my essential supplies with me, that which I cannot continue the Quest without in my battered blue backpack …

To some threads of life finding an outdoor outlet may not seem like a big deal, but when one is camping in the edgelands of a city with a full complement of laptop, phone and iPad to record the Quest, such things are points-of-powers, rivers of captured lightning that keep one's gear in good service.

September 22nd, 2019

As always I find sustenance in the energies of the trees, the cooling flow of life-force that moves through the ley lines of Gaia and into my body through the channel of my awareness the very essence of communion with that which is larger than the self.

I am ragged, it's true , and yet there is a royalty that I feel, a constant sense of being a paladin on the path, traversing the woodlands and temples of story that are part of the modern myth.

Wisteria is a sacred plant, one with a presence and texture of consciousness that feels emblematic of the World Tree.  It had noticed it's tendrils in the garden of the temple of the sacred mirror, at the edges of the lands of "Onedoorland" and in the sanctuary of "The Tribal Convergence", all of which had carried that same sense, the same feeling that there was a correlation between it's appearance in the lives of the people and their residence in the Green realms of the Mythica.

The Kava Bar

The Healing Waters

The Prism of Perception

The Path of Surrender

Trees and Rainbows

Blessings of the Bardic

Sculptures of Story

The Blessings of Water

Characters

Misty Odom

Jeffrey Smith