Celtic Ireland~Imbolc Rising

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I love learning new things. Imbolc. Even though my ancestors were from Ireland I had never heard this term before Yesterday I saw it in a post by Laura Bruno Wondering what it meant. Then beautiful synchronicity with Collette posting today about it and what it means. Thank you so much Collette for sharing and teaching. .

Bealtaine Cottage, Ireland

And so the wheel turns towards Spring and its tentative beginnings in the West of Ireland as the sun rises tomorrow morn.

With the rising of the sun comes Imbolc!

Oftentimes it does not look or even feel like Spring, but the light has changed…something that animals see, feel and react to before we do.

The understanding of the changing seasons grew from the deep connections between us and the natural world, as can be seen in the word itself, for “Imbolc” refers to sheep’s milk in Old Irish.

During ancient times, lactating ewes represented one of the first signs of Spring.

Imbolc is a Cross Quarter Day, which means it is midpoint between the Winter Solstice and the Spring Equinox.

Depending on the year that’s in it, Imbolc can fall between the 2nd & 7th of February…the  calculations vary, despite the best will of man to box it all…

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Tom Lescher/Kaypacha ~ Astrology for the Soul January 27, 2016

Thank you Laura. I hadn’t had a chances to look at this yet, which I normally do each week. I appreciate the reminder.

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Whew! Feelin’ this one, and I know many others are, too. I’m glad I took the time to watch this Pele Report, because it really puts events from mid-December through now and into mid-February 2016 into perspective.

If you feel the urge to purge, you are not alone. If you find yourself evaluating what works and what doesn’t and suddenly feel it impossible to ignore the suppressed, repressed, and unexpressed, you are definitely not alone. Shadow Time. I’ve also heard so much from friends and clients, as well as noticing big time in my own life, that if something no longer belongs in your life, it feels like a matter of life and death to move it on out.

Kaypacha jokes about how often he uses the word “intense” in the first few minutes of this video, but it’s really no joke. These are intense times. Intensely crushing or intensely

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Zika freakout: the hoax and the covert op continue

Food for thought

Confronting Empire and Laying Siege…

Sometimes we feel as though there is nothing we can do to change things that we know are wrong and not good for us. The so-called behemoth governments and politics along with banks, corporations, our food, water and air being corrupted by careless and greedy interests. But there is definitely things we can do. Thank you Collette for your post of beauty and thoughtful passion.

Bealtaine Cottage, Ireland

Revolution starts with self…making personal decisions and changes.

“Civil disobedience is the only tool we have left”~ Chris Hedges – Pulitzer Prize winning Journalist

Dark as the hour may appear, we exist in a dimension of greater opportunity, freedom and possibility than has ever been. ~ 

“Our strategy should be not only to confront empire, but to lay siege to it.
To deprive it of oxygen.

To shame it, to mock it with out art,
our music, our literature, our stubbornness—our ability to tell stories.

Stories that are different from the ones we’re being brainwashed to believe.

The corporate revolution will collapse if we refuse to buy what they are selling—
their ideas, their version of history, their wars,
their weapons, their notion of inevitability.

Remember this: We be many and they be few. They need us more than we need them. 
Another World is possible, she is on her…

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A Life in the Country ~ The Growing Disaster of Impoverishment!

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Bealtaine Cottage, Ireland

Early winter and the weather is brilliantly sunny with clear skies above the cottage and moonlit nights that are bright and cold!

It’s worth enduring the rain and grey for mornings like this…

Colours continue to develop in the densely planted gardens. This palette of colour continues all the year round…

Dense planting as is undertaken in any permaculture plan, lends itself well to the enrichment of the soil.

Impoverishment of the soil is no natural disaster, in fact it is the result of nothing less than greed…for money!

Cash crops and monoculture are both killing the soil, which is an integral part of our lifeline.

In the past seven years since the beginning of Bealtaine, this land has gone from rushy monoculture half  life to enriched, protected earth and being continually enriched and protected due to planting.

Poly-culture, which is the opposite of monoculture is of maximum importance for…

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Nature is Amazing

Love these images Tania shares. Works of natural art

Tania Marie

Some stunning photos of natural gemstone works of art that are landscape windows to Mother Earth’s beauty:

Spectacular Gemstones Resemble Beautiful Natural Scenes

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Full Moon Illumination with Beethoven’s Piano Concerto #5 ~ 2nd Movement played by Hélène Grimaud

☺️💗☺️💗

Tania Marie

For me, this is the most beautiful movement of classical music ever composed.

I hope it inspires and moves you too on this magickal Full Moon in Leo.

May the Solar light truth within you illuminate the shadowy depths and bring you into more authentic, expansive wholeness.

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Goddess Harmony

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Bealtaine Cottage, Ireland

“The symbol of Goddess gives us permission. She teaches us to embrace the holiness of every natural, ordinary, sensual dying moment. Patriarchy may try to negate body and flee earth with its constant heartbeat of death, but Goddess forces us back to embrace them, to take our human life in our arms and clasp it for the divine life it is – the nice, sanitary, harmonious moment as well as the painful, dark, splintered ones.

If such a consciousness truly is set loose in the world, nothing will be the same. It will free us to be in a sacred body, on a sacred planet, in sacred communion with all of it. It will infect the universe with holiness. We will discover the Divine deep within the earth and the cells of our bodies, and we will lover her there with all our hearts and all our souls and all…

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Moss Landing ~ A Soft Place To Put Stress To Rest

Sharing Tania Marie’s post. I know this area well. She has captured its essence and the blessings and bounties it has to share. Tania is sharing her RV adventures that recently began in earnest. What a tees for each of us. She always shares some pearls of wisdom. Much love

Tania Marie

As we continue our journey, for those who are following along or just interested in different areas as either an already RV nomad, intending one day to be, or simply curious about areas to travel to, I’ll continue to post photos and little tidbits about each spot, along with what inspirations and reflections come through where I am.

We came to land yesterday in Moss Landing, just 19 miles north of Monterey, CA. The RV park is different than our previous ones with views, but still quaint, park-like with grass areas, trees, and shrubs, very roomy and quiet (likely since off-season), and very well-situated.

We can see the tops of boats in the marina, still hear sea lions barking, and sea gulls all around.

After touching down yesterday and setting up, we decided to get the lay of the land, which revealed how lovely our location was with a bunch…

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The Creative Power of Water

Such a wonderful post by Tania Marie. Water is the theme. So happy for your experiences there. Nestor and now Grandma along with the memories flooding through. ❤️

Tania Marie

“Rain showers my spirit and waters my soul.”  ~Emily Logan Decens

Last night, while asleep, the rain began and continues.

It is such a gift to hear the sacred water dance between Mother Ocean’s powerful rhythmic waves and Father Sky’s raindrop drumming that keep tempo with one another.

At times soft and gentle.

At times with penetrating force.

All the while soothing my watery soul.

Even Great Blue Heron joined in the dance at water’s edge this morning, within view from our cozy little home.

I dreamed last night of my French grandmother who passed several years back.

In the dream I gifted her two things.

A small Buddhist trinket and a red spray bottle vial.

I remember in the dream thinking oh boy she’s going to flip over the first, as she was very religious, but she didn’t freak and accepted the gift.

The red vial I explained was…

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