“Lightning in a Bottle”

2015 – “Union of the Kingdoms”

Onedoorland – The Golden Path

There is something significant about Nature’s invitation to help him create one of his NESTS in the realms of Lightning in a Bottle.  There was an energy around the naming of the thing that resonated with me, where I longed to find a way to bottle my own lightning, to gain control of the flickering and embody the Mythica incantation.

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Amma was an adept reader, and I had seen her grow in strength and potency during her tenure at the Onedoorland collective.  She had deepened her skill at divining the Gene Keys and was sitting in her place of power.

In such context, it felt appropriate to gather a reading from her, a vantage on the upcoming energies upon the Quest as I made my way from the City of Portals to the Southlands to meet the dreamweaver.

Storybound – Blessing of Story

As I head out of the City of Portals, I stop at the raw juice bar, encountering Queen Jamaica on the strings of synchronicity.  As we converse, I see that she holds a book called ‘Storybound’ and recognize it as an expression from the field embodying the aka of Story heralding my own movement.

While Jamaica and I had never been close, I had always recognized her potency and purpose, the lines of virtue and the village that moved through her in service to the people …

Wynden Keep

Once again, my Fae allies at Wynden Keep hold space, offering to keep North at their place while I travel south towards Tahingaard and the Southlands.

It is beautiful to see them, and I witness a photo of myself with the Lady Raven, her Queenship and essence of Wisdom and Family radiant in the field …

The Ashland Shire

As I pass through the Ashland Shire, I stop at Oberon’s Tavern for a quick glass of mead, feeling the energies of Faerie radiating through the wood and wine within the space.  It is a beautiful thing, as whispers of sacred Story echo in my subtle ear, telling the tales of adventurers and faerie folk sharing story and song in this tavern for adventurers nestled within the sanctuary of the Shire …

I have at times been of the feeling that a proper Quest almost requires a stop into a tavern of adventurers, if such a thing exists on one’s Path which, in my case, it did.

Snowfall in Shasta

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Agents of Law

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The Blessing of Winter

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These were the Winterlands, the thickness of clarity and coldness that was such a great part of the magic of Tahingaard-Tahoe, of the trainings i’d received there in the mystic and martial arts.

Lady Ash

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The Valley of Grass

In the walking cities of the nomadic tribes, there are constants.  The market, the ritual space, the sanctuary.

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There is a sense of sanctity that I feel facilitating a healing for Nate, one aligned with my dedication to serving his cause during my time at Lightning in a Bottle.  I feel the essence of my deva in the casting, consciously realigning the energies in his electromagnetic field, granting some easement from the difficulties his avatar endures in his service to the Collective.

Faeries at the Elixir Tavern

Travelers at the Tavern

The magic of the journey continues to unfold as I have the opportunity to meet with Patience Yanderling, the fellow bard of Faerie who traveled with me and McLain along the Faerie Roads in 2009!

Realms of Lightning – Building the Nest

He was staying on a modest roadship, an RV which housed him and the other avatars.  Having lived in Carnia for so long, I was content with the sheepskin furs in the cargo bay of my truck, affording me a mobile cave that smelled of the dreams of my wolf.

All around the space I could feel the threads of the intention, of the previous Nest’s casting and how it had unraveled over time.  I could sense the divination Nature was having with the curves and furrows of the mountainside, a pattern that wished to be expressed through our shared effort.

It was a magnificent spell, the way in which Nature divined the woods and the widgets that made up the Nest, playing out in the Mythica in tones of community, the green and the grace of how things could be.  I saw him there as the temple builder that he is, holding space for the many travelers that would make their way up the Meditation Mountain to make sense of their story in a bosom of protected sanctuary.

There is a deep magic here.  A mixture of divination and manifestation, where I witness Nate’s consciousness in a communion with the land.  Under his direction, we find our way across the landscapes of lightning, gathering pieces of wood and stone, the better to sculpt the Nest and give sanctuary to the people.

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Near the end, a Snake totem appears, embodying for me the energies of the tantras, of the ritual connection with the Earth.

Ambassador Bliss

I feel the energies all around me, the aka of lightning, of pure inspiration and formless potency grounding out into the space, where in the luminance I am starting to understand the nature of video documentary more clearly.  Feeling the shape of it’s manifestation upon the surface and subtle worlds.

It was in this capacity that I witnessed a video of Anna Bliss arriving, where she regaled me with a tale of her own applied manifestation alongside it’s results.

To have Anna appear in the field is a grand portent, for the energies of the New World course through her in flowing lightning.  I can feel the presence of the Galactic in her wake, of the starborne realms and frequencies beyond the rim.  As she arrives, she tells me of her manifestation which I record for the Mythica, recognizing it as a proof of the physics of the quest.

The Nest Completed

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Ambassador Anna

There is such a galactic presence to Anna, a balm of healing and transformational consciousness that moves through her, changing the shape of the field.  As I witness her giving a mass healing to the assembled peoples at the Meditation Mountain, my gaze slips into the Mythica, where stars and nebula move across the substance of the field, transforming the people in it’s wake …

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The idea of a “business card” was still new to me then.  I could feel the essence of it, a thread linking to the avatar who had created it, yet the manner of it’s grounding in my own life was still a mystery.  Still, as I was building the Mythica, I invoked it as best I could, intent to become more facile with the aka of marketing and production.

The Realms of Lightning

I find my way into the realms, exploring the landscape of Lightning in a Bottle ….

I feel a presence, a strength of earth and connectivity, and look up to see Bloom and Anahata appearing once more along the path …

The Media Maestros

Denied the artistic access pass promised for my effort in building the Nest, I make my way down to the Media Center, there to encounter new allies in the field …

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The enclave of media producers is new for me, where in the underlands of the Mythica I see the threads of lightning, of story wielded into video production embodying through their forms.

It is a new sensation for me, carrying with it the fields of information regarding the current dispensation of Story through the matrices of the modern Age, feeling as an upgrade to the witnessing of my quest with photography that had defined ‘Postcards from Faerie’ and now ‘Into the Mythica’.

Running in Stephen once again is significant, and I do a brief interview with him, testing out my newfound access to the aka of video recording.  As we continue, he mentions to me a gathering coming up called ‘Union of the Kingdoms’ that I may be interested in, suggesting that I connect with Samavesha Gayatri regarding the event ….

The Sacred Circus

It is worth note that the interior of their bus was filled with images painted by Adelaide Marcus, the young Goddess who had accompanied Akira Chan, Katie Rose and I on our journey to the Island of the Gods in 2012.  While I did not encounter Adelaide directly during this episode, to see the symbols of her essence in the space was a link to her energies, revealing the strings of synchronicity that lay beneath the surface of our Stories.

Of course I would encounter characters on the strings of synchronicity who were connected to both the Mythmaker and Adelaide, for such were the realms we traveled, that edgelands of the circus and the free.

The Invocation of Love

There is a magic to this place that appears the underlands of the Mythica, where the festival-goers appear not as they do on the surface but as they are in the multi-dimensionality of life, as travelers across the deeper dimensions of life.

Evening comes, and I leave the Meditation Mountain, making my way into the realms of Lightning in a Bottle …

Like the Nest, there is a primitive significance to the piece, where the faces sculpted into the curving effigies of trees feel as a tribute to the wisdom of ancestors helping guide us through the protomythical atmosphere of this Age …

The Master of Tea

I find my way to the sanctuary of tea provided by the Tea Master Ronjon, who speaks to me about the quality of Water.  Such is a deep symbolism for me, the recognition that the proper qualities of the elements are necessary for wholeness …

Here, I deeply dropped into my dance-magic.  Into the feeling of the threads of the archetypes within my inner world and what I was wanting to weave them into.  It was a moment of deep allowing, where I felt myself surrender to the beats and the space around me, letting Dance flow through me, guiding my movements in an inspired expression of my own inner movement.  I was thankful to have recorded it, for such things had rarely been recorded by myself, as I was so often so deep in the moment the casting that the idea of video was a distant thing.

The Brother Bridge

There is something deeply significant to his appearance in the field, where I feel the zen simplicity of the natural world amongst the flashing neon and throbbing electronica.  Such reminds me of the energies of the Nest, of the connection with the deva that underlies all human endeavors, transcendent of the vogue of the current Age.

I must find the Bridge Brother, yet in customary fashion, I cannot interpret the surface map of the festivals grounds.  Recognizing it as a chance to track the energies across the underlands, I begin a wanderwalk, finding my way across the planes.

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Crossroads at the Bridge Between

The intersection with Nassim feels significant, if only in passing, where I feel the gravities of our aspects resonating for a moment, sharing that underlying threadwork of world change.

To meet with Martin Bridge was deeply significant, for he and his twin Carl Bridge (together forming the artistic superteam – “The Bridge Brothers”) were avatars of the Fae realms, occurring in the underlands of the Mythica as Gods of Shaping, forge-mastes and troll-kin, Gods of the Mountain and the Masks of being.

While I had encountered Carl Bridge multiple times on the Quest and had garnered his service in the creation of my faerie Masks, I had only heard tales of his brother and the ways in which Martin was also in service to the realms of Faerie.

There was a quality of service, one which addressed both coastlines of the Americas involving the Bridge Brothers and my fellow ambassador of Faerie, Orion Foxwood.

They were Makers, the Bridges.  Shapers of magic items for guardians and Gods, their essence playing out across the mycelial web of Faerie’s champions.

While I had Carl had created for me the shaping masks I used in my dancing, Martin had shaped for Orion the Fairy Keys, a set of divinatory and invocational instruments that I first encountered in 2010 at the keep of Ba Sing Se.

Like so many I viewed on the journey, I saw the avatar beneath the surface of the world that poured through the Bridge Brother, feeling it’s shared resonance with his twin and their shared movement and guardianship in the realms of Faerie.  To meet him was a great expansion, for it allowed me to showcase the threads of the World Tree that are so close to the Fae and the Free.

The Sun & the Moon

Once again I encounter Ani and Machu, embodying the Aka of the Moon and the Sun …

Once again, I encountered the duo of Machu and Ani Manoush, each carrying a code of the ancient and remembered, arriving at the fireside in the underlands of the Mythica.

Gathering on the Mountain

There was something deeply pantheonic about the arrival of their characters atop the mountain.  Where I saw the shape of the story beneath the surface emerge.

It was challenging, trying to interview the Bridge, for I had never really done such a thing before.  It’s casting was new, my attempts to work with the energies I had absorbed in the radiance of the Media Tent.

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Characters Appearing in this Episode

Nature Dreamweaver
Evon Eisenberg
Ariane Labyrinth
Anna Bliss
Bloom (Robin Liepman)
Mellisa Wynne-Jones
Joelle Nañawa
Xichel
Martin Bridge
Steven Kaminanda
Nassim Haramein
Ani Manoush
Matthew Machu
Steven Michael Ehlinger II