I saw it in her eyes
No, it was around her eyes
A dancing energy
I had not seen before
She was animating authenticity
And I was happy to see her
For the first time
On this journey as sisters

I saw it in their eyes
A direct hit through
Giving and receiving
Igniting flame
As body language speaks
Its circuitry of Heart

My friend Lindsey asked if I would be interested in picking up Robert Moss (novelist, poet, historian, shaman) from the airport in June and driving him to the Faery and Human Relations Congress at Skalitude Retreat Center. Since I am offering a workshop there I said yes. This would be a great opportunity to chat with Robert who is the featured speaker at the Congress this year. I decided to read a couple of his books and since I now live in a small cottage and have no room for additional ”stuff” I ordered books from the library. The first book to arrive is Here, Everything is Dreaming. My favorite poem in the book is about Goddess. How does a man know about Goddess? I am sure he knows many earth Goddesses as well as dream Goddesses. Perhaps he even knows his inner Goddess.

This is the second part of Robert Moss’s poem Women Dream Dreams That Would Terrify Men:

She sets fierce conditions for her love.
No man may have her unless he serves the Goddess in her.
No suitor may kiss her lips unless he brings her
a bouquet of poems, freshly picked.
No man may know her until he descends to the dark places
where she has been and helps to rescue her lost
girls and makes a place where life is safe and fun for them.
Her mate must twine with her as honeysuckle
and romp with her as a tiger at play
and make love to her in mid-air, beating wings.
He must stir the vast ocean of her womanhood
until wave upon wave breaks over her innermost islands.
She is Goddess and she knows it.
Women dream dreams that would terrify men.

2016
Held snug
Rooted in dark soil
I slept through winter stillness
Invisibly present
Listening, receiving

Solar force
Pulled, pushed, calling me
Ever forward, upward
Through earth’s crust
This Spring Equinox

I’ve been experiencing, and thus writing, that life is a series of “connecting dots.” Year 2016 is proving this to be true at a grounded level. Here is another example:

I recently met Malini, a woman from Pakistan, and we are becoming friends. Yesterday we went to our local homeless shelter to see what the needs are. During our time together I asked her if she was an artist since I am looking for folks to create their Circle of Life mandala map to help me promote my new coloring book. She said yes and introduced me to Rangoli, a traditional art of India used to welcome guests, and her vimeo: Rangoli, a film by Malini Kalki and Chaitanya Kola. When I first saw the artistic images I thought of crop circles. Mandalas’ “connecting dots” are a universal language!

The book The Shamanic Way of the Bee is having a significant effect on my shamanic nature—that transcendent part of me (and every human being) that exists beyond this “solid” reality.

Yesterday morning I was sipping coffee made from dandelion plants I had dug up and roots I had roasted, and I was reading The Shamanic Way of the Bee. I started to see and feel myself as a tap root living deep and branching out in dark brown soil. I liked this experience of being anchored in earth since I am often “spacey” and ungrounded.

I stayed with the sensation and sank deeper underground as my arms, torso and legs were swallowed up by soil—up to my neck! I lavished in the dark nourishment with my head comically popping up out of the ground and into open air. My earthy matter was being validated by Mother Earth. I was being held the same way a dandelion is held.

This Bee book has opened a window into a universal shamanic world and I don’t want to close the book or the window! Thank you dandelion!
(written March 2)

My friend Fredric has a woman friend in England who was “kicked awake” from a dream by a “Patricia” asking a question about dragons, serpents and bees. She thought that woman might have been me since Frederic had mentioned my book to her. She and I are now connected.

As a result Fredric loaned me the The Shamanic Way of the Bee by Simon Buxton about the ancient wisdom and healing practices of the bee masters. This morning I read that Bee pollen and nectar has the power of vitamin P or vitamin Pan that encompasses honey, pollen, bees, and sexual power. I will share by Pan poem here soon…in celebration of spring.

When I opened my Facebook page this early morning I had an invitation to Tasting Bee Magic with the Pixie Traveling Medicine Show. It will include bee-romancing, medicine, and the plant people. Magic is afoot — connecting the dots!

I live life from the inside out and call this the Sacred Feminine, meaning that I listen to my feelings and intuition more than my masculine logic.
Here is an example of how that works. On my laptop this morning I noticed the link for my January radio interview with Travis Taylor, clairvoyant medium and healer. This was his final “Create the Life You Want” radio program as he is moving on to television. You can find him at www.travisinseattle.com/radio. This morning I “felt like” listening to the interview and it “felt right” to post it. (My logic had wondered why I was putting it on hold, was I being lazy?)

Timing is synchronistic when you live inside out. The timing of this has to do with my recent shift in consciousness that brings aliens and star people to the forefront. I had forgotten that I briefly mention both at the beginning of the interview. Synchronicity plays out through words. It’s as if words have a life of their own, a magnetic attraction and a song. They seem to gravitate and hook up to make a more whole and rounded picture. This website blog bears witness to this evolution…this connecting of living “dots”.

Here is the link to our interview: https://www.dropbox.com/s/wx8jvnnmj8bdhb7/CTL%201_17_16.mp3?dl=0
Enjoy the laughter and honesty that comes through our feelings, thoughts and words. More connecting of dots!

I awoke at 4:00 am last Thursday and thought about Yogananda and the new cycle in my life that has to do with losing documents on my computer. It’s as if I am to let go of the past. I continue to read The Autobiography of a Yogi by Paramahansa Yogananda and I feel his presence—as do many people. I write about my encounter with this cosmic friend in my book S/He Dragon. Last Sunday I attended service at the Ananda Temple and told Minister Hriman that Yogananda had sent me. His response was, “You look like you belong here.” I will return.

I went back to sleep and had an intense flying dream.
I am in a vehicle passing cars on a road and then debris on the road makes it difficult to drive. I lift off above the roadway to pass cars easily. I pick up speed and can see more strewn debris to the left that looks like cardboard boxes. I want to veer to the left, toward the chaos, so I intentionally shift my weight that direction. The dreamscape shifts. I am now moving through water and am lifted upward. I feel the pressure on my spine as I move in an arc, up, up and around. This “over the top” sensation is thrilling reminding me of a ferris wheel ride. Moving downward into water I think about drowning and become afraid. An inner voice tells me to relax. I am now on the surface of the water looking at other boats and people. The waterway is crowded.

When I shared this dream at Banyen Books on Thursday I mentioned that perhaps the “cardboard boxes” indicated an earthquake. This surprised me. I had not thought of that previously. The next day, Friday, brought news of an earthquake in Taiwan with a 6.4 magnitude.
What is the significance of the dream? What is it saying to me? What do I see?

I do healing work in invisible realms such as dream time. By yielding to strong currents underground and letting them move me up and around I lessen the impact of those forces on earth. Does this mean that humans serve as shock absorbers? I am getting a “yes.” Working in subtle realms has an effect on this gross realm. It is where balance is projected and thus sustained. This is why the “Sacred Feminine” is so critical. This receptive inner space has been pushed aside on planet Earth for the advancement of science, technology and mental intellect. The Sacred Feminine and Masculine S/He are needed for whole brain knowing. Something that Marilyn Ferguson writes about in her book The Aquarian Conspiracy. Here’s another “full circle” looping back to the purple dragon that came in recently. Circles carry wisdom. Pop! Something new is revealed! It looks like I am experiencing—and thus becoming conscious of—a new level of “feedback loops!”