When dirt and decay become a master piece of my hands
when the ending of a cycle is just a resting into the not yet started
like the night is not yet a dawn
and the dream has finished and the waking state is not begun
the in between, the vision and the arising……
when dirt is just dirt and the seeds are not yet sprung
when dirt is the life within my hands
and the dream in one
You know you are on the right path when the woman on the checkout in the supermarket suddenly ask you about menopause!
Then the woman behind at checkout joins in!!!! Talking Menopause mouth and vag mucous membranes at the checkout!
Everyday is a pilgrimage
Every moment is a different space of Belonging
Standing in your world is changing
Over time Love is felt and Love is missing
Within the Heart it remains
To be Held
Beyond this lifetime it is a knowing, a beholding
Pull your feet into the space
Of where you are Now
She speaks Channeled by Janice Turner Salmon
Don’t be fooled, women have carved paths around the earth
Women’s feet have paved many torrents upon the ground
And many women have lost their lives in sacred pilgrimage
Of blessing the Isle and the Mountain top
In the name of the woman
The nature of the septum and the womb
Ancient women have placed their feet upon your paths
And by their unsung names
I remember them
For, wherever they have gone
I go
My feet are not the first to walk these paths
And they won’t be
The Last
Inner Landscape of the Multi-dimensional Soul…..
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.
Image My Own
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?
Can you feel it? the energies of the solstice where high vibe people. On the 14th of December I experienced so many synchronicities it was like magic had landed on the planet. I feel I am now searching for a deeper meaning and understanding to this world of ours, this Oneness we hold as the earth beneath our feet. I feel like a new name is growing. I understand that Mother Earth and Gaia are names that have been used and I like them, but I feel Grandmother Earth is coming up as an appropriate relationship description. Yes, I said, relationship. If we hold our Earth our Planet in sacred reciprocity isn’t this Earth a Wise Elder after all?
What is Landing within you?
For as long as I can remember I have always been connected to water. I have lived by the sea I have needed water to stabilise and return to my inner self as well as to clear my energy. It is more than just a ritual to hydrate and cleanse. As women we carry water, birth through water, sing to the water.
We are going through an energy clearing and water is appearing as an element of change. The cellular memory tells me that throughout the ages water has been sacred.
We flow we move we change,
We flow we move we change.
As we allow the energy of flow at this time we find a deeper connection from the chaos around us. The water is a reminder of surrender, withdraw if needed, and return when pulled. As we move through another energetic new moon phase and an eclipse we are thrown up to face the change of us all. The movement is happening, change is here, like the sea there are waves causing us to question our values. The mirror, or her reflection is prominent. The mirror has been up against our view to see our shadow, our collective shadow and now the mirror is changing to be the window into the soul. We are that soul, and we are that which is now looking.
Going to the edge is a courageous journey. It is part of a deeper existence to be seen, witnesses and maybe, to be experience…. you decide. On the winter solstice there are many women in the UK going to their local water ways. The intention is to let go of what once was and allow what is to come. If you feel the call, venture to your own edge and sing freely your own song of surrender.
There is time for everything and everything has its time…..
Into this place I send my soul song streaming and the elements return the sound into my own. I am here without time and in no place. I have space between the particles of my being and my bones.
Janice Salmon 