“Blackrock – DaVinci’s Workshop”
"Blackrock – DaVinci’s Workshop" August 28, 2016
Faith & Fortune
The Viking Village
Maestros of Media
Agreements & Boundaries
The feeling of it enrages me. I feel singled out as an example of a law to which I had made no agreement. I felt treated as a subordinate and disrespected, not regarded with the same measure as I afforded Hjeron and our relationship, and it riles me.
Citizen Blackrock
Entering the space, I see a winged golden lion, perched near the Man, a guardian of what lay beyond. Feeling the leonine and angelic qualities of my myth I smile, the shifting tides of my divinations clarifying in the space, carrying with it a flush of impressions around nobility and the right use of power.
Wanderwalk
Black Rock Bike Repair
My bike repaired, I found myself gazing out into the dune sea. It was a perfect time to invoke the Mythica, to set an intention and see where the feelings and synchronicities led me.
Navigating the Dream
I cast the invocation, setting the intention that I am led to where I will have the most expansion. Such leads me across the darkness, guiding me inexorably towards Center Camp …
A gateway of crystal appears as I approach center camp.
I continue inside, following the energy. Unsure of what I will find, yet trusting the unfoldment of my intention …
Elodie has always occurred for me in the Mythica as a Goddess of Making, a brilliance of mind and sensual clarity, of the mother and dancer and more. She was a being of great beauty and potency, balancing depth and artistic temperament with a radiance of maternal grace.
Sands and Sirens
And yet in such places we are. Things of brightness, of glamour and expression, wandering like tumbling stars across the sands of time
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In Search of Dragons
The enchanted honey is offered to me by my campmate, and I consume it deliciously, feeling the energies of the mushroom and honey deva mixing, moving through my system, reminding me of the Homelands.
Having communed with the deva, I set out across the playa, my harp Muse in my hand, into the swirling storm in search of Abraxus the Dragon.
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Vikings at the Burn
It is times like this that I feel in sacred capacity as a bard, witnessing the myths and legends as they occur along my line of time.
To the Temple
The Temple Burn
Heading Onward
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