Category: Family
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SPIRIT, RAIN & DEATH
What amazing gifts from spirit today, I feel so humbled and blessed by each and every one of them. Today marks some significant changes in my life, as the sun moves into the sign of Virgo, so does my focus also deepen into service and healing work. My morning started with a gift from…
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You are never alone
Behind the darkness there is always light, Hold hope in your heart, and acknowledge. Your faith will give you strength, Your witch blood will bring courage. You are not alone; you are loved by many, Your ancestors are standing there on your shoulders. Find the silence to hear them, love them, Go within…
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My Dad’s Indigenous Glass Mosaics
I put this together this week, this Video is dedicated with love to my Step Dad Nick Spitzmacher, the artist of these beautiful mosaics. This is one of his later creations, before he left this planet in 2013. Nick was a refugee to this country from the Ukraine, he loved this place and its teachings,…
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Growth – My Descent
My Descent Inanna please interlace my left hand, Artemis my right, I need to claim your natural abilities as I start my descent, Inanna the time has come, for the releasing of my outdated judgement The falling apart, and the passage to the darkest places yet This time however, the journey is within me, deeper…
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Preparing for Winter Solstice
I went for a small ramble this afternoon with the intention of eventually going to the elderly old pine tree on this property. I wanted to remove some pinion resin from its generous trunk for my midwinter observance, I was thankful to find just enough. The scent filled my senses with all things of Yule…
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I love and Miss the man who became my dad
It’s before dawn, the moon is waning in Sagittarius, its light is illuminating the paddocks around me as the tears flow down my cheeks, I miss you so much Dad. Today marks 6 months on the calendar, since the cancer won, and stole you from us too soon. I remember thinking when you died it…
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Morning Mist & Mud
The shadows of the morning mist, beckon me outside. I leave my desk and follow the mornings call. The softness of the rolling, falling mist meets my skin, refreshing, invigorating, I breathe it in deeply. A magpies call, a crow’s cry, a calf bleating for its mother lost in the fog, wings of a kookaburra…
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Love the land, Love the Man
There is no moonlight yet, as the lunar light has not emerged over the distant hills, it’s nearing 8.00pm and all is dark moist and still here. I reflect on my day, and the Nature in it. I walked my arthritic dog at first light this morning, encouraging him to come with me; he has…
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Death, Metaphysics & Visionary Art
I came across this awe-inspiring painting today for the first time by Johfra Bosschart, I don’t recall hearing of him before, yet on doing research I definitely know his work, and even grew up with his art in my bedroom as a teenager. When I was 19 I remember standing in a shop on Oxford…
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