Contemplating the blanket of early morning snow as dawn kisses our southwest high desert mountains, it feels like this will be a long white winter. I often imagine my posts before I write them, waiting for inspiration to find me, which means sometimes that could be months or even years. Yet today, I feel an extension of Thanksgiving prayers, gratitude, and reflection.

This morning began with a good hot cup of coffee and reading Martin Shaw stories…which led to ordering a book…which led to being on Facebook…it is not even 7:00 am !

Yesterday, I moved bookcases into one room, shifting how I’m going to enter 2021 in my physical space, which we know is a shift from within the bodymind…rearranging furniture…a bit more clearing of clutter and poof, into the new days. Books represent history and friends for me, each holding memories, stories, knowledge. The day was spent in slow motion rediscovery with winter promises of deep time reading.

Let’s loop back to what was revealed to me so quickly this morning…and I shall add some links here for you too…

Heart wrenching article of 17th Century female artist Artemisia Gentileschi …..https://www.facebook.com/Suppressed-Histories-Archives-333661528320

 

Touching beauty of Andrea Bocelli…

Rhythmic prayer song of Ashana…

To end this post, my prayers to each of you , thank you for reading my blogs and signing up too along the way. Extended prayers for those in grief and loss, may our memories bring us succor and time bring us ease.

You are invited to join a creative Moon Wisdom circle this Sunday. It is a free event, the details are in the invitation link.

https://visionarywoman.wordpress.com/mooncircles/

Onward ~

 

Storytelling, one of our oldest cultural forms for wisdom sharing and adventuring ~

My world revolves around story, I often don’t see it that way, yet over time it occurs that it does. I enjoy Archetypal Stories, Myths, Fairytales, Tales of Truth & Dare. I get wound up in my own whorl of story, my fears and dreams reveal themselves thru art and archetype.

Somehow, in the spin of the tale of what is possible, I believe ( maybe naively ) that we create our reality….this may or may not be true. One question I ask myself , what if ?

What if , once upon a time, this were true ? What if in a world that once was and always will be, this happened ? What if in a land that everyone lived in, but no one was there, a visitor arrived to discover …

Il etait une fois….once upon a time….

Once upon a time, I met a person who would become a teacher who would connect me to another teacher who would connect me to another…and another…thus creating a chain of story wisdom. This chain attached to a boulder at the cave of possibility once pulled opened into a chasm wonder as wide as the Grand Canyon, a chasm of possibilities.

Equal to the chasm, Celestial realms opened above, reinforcing the term ” As above, so below” the magical phrase that opens as a key to all that is within and that is without.

My world became dappled with light as tho the sun were shining thru a stained glass window, an array of light rainbows sparkling from a 1000 sided Crystal Prism.

This is the world of Human Design & The Gene Keys as I experience it. A world of Codes, Maps , Archetypes, Symbols, Guidelines, Mystery….and some of it may even be True. The Founder of The Human Design system qualified the teachings as an Experiment, he qualified the system as being Mechanical. ” Don’t take my word for it” he would often say, suggesting… Go and discover for yourself.

After 17 years of exploration, I am still on the trail.

To be continued ~~~