Angel at Bosque del Apache

angel at bosque del apache

this picture shocks me every time i look at it, think about it, marvel upon it.
taken by me at the bosque del apache bird refuge in southern new mexico.
sun was setting and just snapping photos of birdies in the distance with my camera phone. clouds were amazing, nothing unusual for new mexico. and then, SHE appeared. if you turn this picture 90 degrees clockwise, you will see the angel that came to visit.
several other people on the pier overlooking the water and the birds and sky at this time, but no one seemed to notice HER. She was there for me and my companion alone. as we were walking away from the pier, the many birds in and over the water made an amazing amount of noise as if to say good bye, and as soon as we had reached the gravel SHE was nowhere to be seen, receding back into the ethers.
this photo is not photoshoped in any way nor altered in any way and is, in fact, a crap quality photo direct from my camera phone (good as far as camera phones go).

enchanted

Gotland, Sweden, 400-600 AD, burial site

a most magical journey, to an enchanted land.... women everywhere, unraveling their stories, forging the tools that we carry on our sacred return... colors flying, drums soft thunder, song streaming, tears but watering the dry earth, seeds are sown and ashes honored.
and then, a gift appears... one of many, crawling to me like a serpent, smiling.

back in my familiar hovel once again, i search and aha!! i find. as before.
above is the depiction of parting gift i received so unexpectedly, so perfectly, so enchanted... of course. Thanks Clem.

"THE LOVE THAT YOU WITHHOLD
IS THE PAIN THAT YOU CARRY,
LIFETIME AFTER LIFETIME."

- Alex Collier (from encounter with interplanetary being)

tarot has an older sister

Can you guess what I am???

I am an esoteric treasure chest disguised as an ordinary household object, slipping with the greatest of ease through epochs of time.

I am underneath your very own nose, and indeed, between your very own fingertips.

I transcend the borders of nationality, language and beliefs, too invisible and too insidious to fall prey to those who would control the dissemination of real knowledge.

Have you guessed me yet?

Easily accessed in lavish royal chambers, homes of the poor, the cell of the jailed and the office of the warden, can you guess what I am?

Indeed, divine knowledge is merciful and cannot be shut out. There is truth for the asking – our human right, and have you guessed me yet???

I am the deck of playing cards.

A simple book of paper, pages unbound; absent of words yet intriguingly symbolic: unassuming. Let us step closer and direct our gaze for a moment at this demure muse, this seeming wallflower compared to its’ more flashy city cousin, the tarot.

...(The remainder of this article can be viewed at http://www.nowpublic.com/culture/little-book-secrets) -Jack of Hearts from The Playing Card Oracles deck by my dad, C.J.

The Invitation (abridged)

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon…
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shriveled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstacy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us to be careful
be realistic
remember the limitations of being human.

I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon
"yes"

It doesn't interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
i want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself.
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.

-Orion Mountain Dreamer, painting by A. Andrew Gonzalez

Vibration creates form with David Icke

This is a crop circle created in South Korea on June 12th of this year. I love this image because, for one thing it is beautiful, and also it is so symbolic of the planetary cycles relevant to our earth. As such, it fits in beautifully with the numerology of the playing card deck. There is a wonderful break down of the symbology at this link: http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/inter2008/southkorea/southkorea2008.html

Basically, the outermost circle represents one full rotation of our earth around the sun, the dark earth representing the dark half of the year (with our moon) and the light earth representing the portion of our year in light. The four inner circles are the quarters of the year, or seasons, and the squiggly things that look like DNA represent cycles of the moon, with the smaller circles representing less than full figures. I think it is very interesting that if you stand in the same place every night and view the moon, one full cycle creates a full figure-8.
If you are into The Playing Card Oracles (my book, published by U.S. Games Systems) then go check out the link above, as it goes into further detail and really fits with all I have attempted to explain in the book.

footage by Japanese flight crew

Are you looking up???

This Spring I took a trip to the state of Bahia, Brazil. This was the most outstanding trip I can remember ever having taken. It was healing beyond expectation, eye opening, and just plain amazing. Oh, and beautiful too. Ocean, green, exotic....
You can see where I stayed at www.ayahuasca-healing.net

This is a photo of my little Brazilian Consortium...

now i am here

This photo is by Zena Holloway.

of late, i find myself evermore immersed in multiple worlds, or should i say dimensions. to me, this is so beautifully symbolized by the mermaid.

here is a sample of recent writing, maybe part of a new book:
"I am salty like the sea, for from the sea I have come and to the sea I will return. In fact, I have
never left. I am a mermaid with legs. Do not be deceived by my ten toes. I am of the sea. Just because I have been tossed upon the land does not mean I have been forsaken. The sea lives in me. It rises and falls. Even my tears are made of salt, and when I go to sleep at night I am swimming once again. Do not be deceived by my ten toes. "©

just a sip for now....