The inner landscape is healing with an integration of sorts. It comes in the form of a wound, an old wound that re-opens. Some say it is where the light comes in, it feels more like the reveal of the source of the wound. The serendipity.
This healing and I use the term loosely, is like a flash of realisation. It is a secret exposed with some shock and flatly deposited in the lap so it can not be missed. It is a “postcard” from the soul delivering what we had previously separated from ourselves and now it is the messenger for the integration to occur. Hold it, yes pick it up, look at it with a new perspective. Give it all the medicine you can. It was always a part of you, not apart from you. The integration is the acceptance of not who you are today but how magical you have become.
In turning the wheel of change within, exposing you beyond your boundaries you come back to yourself and hold tightly that which is transformative. As you are your Grandmother spirit in time. This is your spin around the wheel to integrate the realms of all you are. You are a soul on a mission to integrate.
Happy New Year! As we see in the new year with slanted traditions and rituals slightly more subtle than before, the words “Seeing In the New Year” feel so familiar. These words catch me off guard this year as I say them. Words are important more now than ever, more consciously than ever. Why? Because throughout this year I have seen the magic emerge, I have had synchronistic living in 2020 and the messages go beyond the coincidental. People I have met in this last year have interwoven, hand reaching into hand (metaphorically of course) like a great circle across the globe. The power of the internet invited me to be in contact with beautiful beings that resonate the same light and spirit. Like reconnecting with a missing link, time lapses of relationships and connections so uncanny, “you can’t make this up” frequently shouted as well as “get off the Bus!!!!!”
This year has also seen so much release. The things we once held dear, held as routine, and familiar have passed. We have had to release our daily routines, our way of work, education, our greetings, meeting and saying goodbye to our loved ones. Dying and birthing have been so differently sacred. We have all felt deeply into these rites of passage with an open heart for all the ceremony gone to just a whisper of goodbyes.
We have let go of stuff in the daily life too, we have cleared out and cleaned out. We have renewed and downsized may things. We have created space for more light to enter in and for more time to be centric to the things that matter the most. This year our relationships have held us, opened us, and connected us to a higher perspective. All we have is now and right now I see my words in a different vibration across the screen.
Earlier this year a wise elder from an indigenous community in America passed on her wisdom to “use your words wisely”. That was her great message to us, Words. It is now in this time of Newness that I see this, I hear this, I say this. Words matter, words are matter, words are energy of the spoke into the ether and beyond. Our words are like magic spells that vibrate into the cosmos around us and far from us. They get passed over us, through us, stored in us and internalise us. They get written and appear on the other side of the globe in full view and in full flight. They are the magic of today and saved for tomorrow. Words are magic. What will you say in 2021? What is your message? What is your Magic?