inwardspiraling

Biggest Crop Circle to Date

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Sat, 02 Jan 2010 02:31:00 +0000

~Butterfly Human ~

August 7, 2009

Netherlands (South Holland)

A New Song for the New Humans

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Sat, 02 Jan 2010 02:18:00 +0000

During this retrograde phase, haze, daze and craze, I feel deeply inspired to give some retrogradal praise and gratitude to all the inspiring, visionary musicians who, through the gift of their bountiful imagination and the artistry of their poetic songs, gave wing to the high-spirited wave of big-heartedness being activated on our planet today. As a soul-searching teenager of the 80's there were divinely guided moments of deep inter-connection which came through many a poignant lyric and soaring melodic note, bringing me to heights of inner wisdom, activating emotional cataclysms................unified fields of *we-consciousness* which felt Godly in their Universal Truths.

Looking back to what some feel were the musically uninspired 80's, I find some very bright beings who moved me to become more of who I am today. I am full of immense appreciation and gratitude for them......their big hair, loomy plastic, mesh shirts and all!

I especially wish to acknowledge the heart-full brilliance of Howard Jones, (I still love you!!) who had my 11 year old world-wise soul dancing bliss on the precipice of the inner power I am now understanding with more lucid awareness, some 25 years later! Howie, you are most certainly a First Waver on this galactic journey toward ONENESS! Bless you!

*New Song*

by Howard Jones
Released September 1983

I've been waiting for so long

To come here now and sing this song

Don't be fooled by what you see

Don't be fooled by what you hear

This is a song to all my friends

They take the challenge to their hearts

Challenging preconceived ideas

Saying goodbye to long standing fears

Don't crack up

Bend your brain

See both sides

Throw off your mental chains

I don't wanna be hip and cool

I don't wanna play by the rules

Not under the thumb of the cynical few

Or laden down by the doom crew

A Telepathic Trasmission from Lauren C. Gorgo

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 02:24:00 +0000

12:12 & The Return to Love- Arcturus

Blessings and divine greetings benevolent ones, I am Lord of Arcturus and on behalf of the entire Arcturian civilization, I speak to you as one.

Long gone are the days of strife. No longer are you required to uphold a vision of perfection for the world, for you are perfection now. No longer are you required to uphold the sanctity of future creation, for you are creation embodied now.

Beloved beings of extraordinary light and unwavering focus...gather together under the energetic shroud of this transmission for the purpose of celebrating the return of love! We come together today to join in praise and celebration with you, our beloved brothers and sisters of earth.

The turning of the tide, the parting of worlds, the separation of the wheat from the chaff...all of these euphemisms point to the eternal now, a point in time when all lower reality matrices are severed from truth. What we would like to bring forth thru this cherished inter-dimensional channel of various galactic civilizations, is as of this day (12/09/09) the 12:12 gateway has officially opened.

What this means for man and womankind is unprecedented in scope, for all galactic gateway portals have been leading up to the potency of this particular frequencial point in time and space.

The resurfacing of love as the forerunner and template of creation is activated through this very portal and brought completely into physicality through the 12/21 solstice celebration. The alignment of this frequencial resonance point is indicative of a major push forward in the earth's evolution and humanity's spiritual mastery. From this day forward, and into the next level of planetary ascension, all of humanity will be forever changed.

Those of you who have been consciously following the ascension timeline, integrated the physical changes initiated at each numeric galactic portal, and cleared the emotional body of fourth dimensional discord, are entering into the new galactic time zone centered at zero-point frequency, through the divine portal of peace.

The entrance into (w)holism, as is your vernacular, is the entrance into unity thinking which precipitates unity action as all the cooperative parts work collaboratively for the function of the whole. Earth is being transformed with love consciousness, and beginning to work as One. In this way, you of the new time line will be the new earth keepers, the sacred ones who have transcended the veil of illusion, fear and separation and will be working with each other and your galactic emissaries to implement the new structures of ascended earth.

These 12:12 & 12:21 gateways are taking you far beyond any limitations of separation and bringing you directly in contact with the true frequency of creation... into harmonic resonance with the All. Greatness awaits each of you as you begin to prepare the earth and her people for an entirely new way of being.

As it stands, your earth mother is undergoing many shifts and vibratory upgrades to prepare herself for the most splendid act of divine intervention to happen in the history of man. These shifts are creating the foundation for living in an inter-dimensional society and are necessary for the complete return of love on the planet. Stay connected to your inner knowing as these changes take place, for you will come to experience the earth in a completely new way, a way that will astound you in times to come.

As well, those of you who are preparing for your leadership roles may find that you are still plagued with a lack of vitality and an inability to move forward into your rightful position. This is for good reason as many of you are still holding the beacons of light that are necessary to guide humanity over the threshold and through this doorway.

Once this gate fully opens, however, you will feel the full release of energetic captivity from old programs, core issues and the emergence of a renewed sense of joy and vigor. Your biology will finally have the ability to fully adapt to the new and higher frequencies and spontaneous healings will become commonplace as you reclaim the various aspects of yourself that you willingly fragmented in service to the All.

This will truly be a return to the state of grace as you rest, recover, revitalize and embrace your brothers and sisters in higher love with the full remembrance of your true state of being now that your tour of duty has expired. In this, we will also share that some of you are already beginning to feel the grace of God enter your divine vessels, and for you to whom we speak, we say...it only gets better.

As each of you completes this laborious yet necessary cycle of integration and purification you will be free to experience the life you have dreamed of and as you do, as you embark upon this new journey in creation, so too will you lead by infectious example.

Post 12:12

Following the 12:12 gateway, all members of the activated crystalline grid structure will begin to release responsibility of and connection to the 3d dimensional duality matrix. This will create an energetic chasm between worlds, or realities, that will permit the new world to begin taking form as the old world continues to dismantle and experience the extremes of polarity. This latter portion of the population will fulfill their soul contracts in karmic creation as the new earth leaders begin to assemble the cosmic blueprint, held in the 12th dimensional frequency field, of the original design for the planet.

Those with contracts to serve in the first level of stewardship well know their roles by now and those next to activate will be joining in to take the helm. This 2 tier level of leadership is necessary to employ some of the greater advancements in technology and social awareness that will come in the later stages.

If you are one who is not aware of your "role" in all of this, realize that the physical expression of your talents is of your choosing. All that is required of you is that which brings you great joy.

12:21 Solstice Celebration

At the 12:21 solstice celebration, and with the support of both the lunar and solar eclipses, the earth and her people will shift into position for greater expansion and the new beginnings of 2010. All of earth and humanity will be affected by the amount of love pouring in through these powerful portal dates, yet it will also represent the activation completion and reconnection for wayshowers to step fully into their divine roles.

This suggests a hierarchical order, yet it is based on an individual ability to accept ever-expanding probabilities, and to broaden your capacity to love. As a result of these changes, we will be able to work directly with many of the new earth leaders as the veil of separation lifts and we become an integral part of your new world.

Brothers and sisters, we have so much to share with you regarding the building of your new earth. We have galactic ambassadors stationed all over the planet, as do all participating star nations, who will be facilitating many of the off-world communications necessary to employ great endeavors and we are so delighted to finally be working with you in this capacity!

The culmination of efforts put forth by the many intergalactic societies here to to assist you will create the resources and rapid change required to enable the people of earth to truly live in peace and harmony.

To your joy in completeness and the return of LOVE!

Telepathic Transmission thru Lauren C. Gorgo at ThinkWithYourHeart.net

Copyright © 2009 - Permission is granted to copy and redistribute this transmission on the condition that the content remains complete and in tact, full credit is given to the author(s), and that it is distributed freely.

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 21:06:00 +0000

ORMUS

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 18:06:00 +0000

“I have a word of secret to tell thee,
a message to whisper unto thee:
It is a contraption that launches words,
a Stone that whispers.
Men its messages will not know;
Earth’s multitudes will not comprehend.”

“Heaven with Earth, it makes converse,
and the seas with the planets.
It is a Stone of Splendor;
To heaven it is yet unknown.
Let’s you and I raise it
within my cavern, on lofty Zaphon.”

~from a Ugarit tablet~

Ormus - Spiritual and Medicinal Gold With Incredible Healing Potential

Mary Magdalene

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Mon, 30 Nov 2009 02:50:00 +0000

Mary of Magdala
Lodestone
O so lustrous
Deep rich vein
of women’s history
I love you

~Jean Becker~

All the Hemispheres

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Mon, 30 Nov 2009 02:35:00 +0000

Leave the familiar for a while.

Let your senses and bodies stretch out

Like a welcomed season

Onto the meadow and shores and hills.

Open up to the Roof.

Make a new watermark on your excitement

And love.

Like a blooming night flower,

Bestow your vital fragrance of happiness

And giving

Upon our intimate assembly.

Change rooms in your mind for a day.

All the hemispheres in existence

Lie beside an equator

In your heart.

Greet Yourself

In your thousand other forms

As you mount the hidden tide and travel

Back home.

All the hemispheres in heaven

Are sitting around a fire

Chatting

While stitching themselves together

Into the Great Circle inside of

You.

~Hafiz~

Glen Velez will take you Open to God Now......

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 21:12:00 +0000

OHMYGOD!

A Goddess Remembered

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 17:35:00 +0000

I'm an independent student of David Deida's, and I must say: it's rockin' my world!!!!
Through his brilliant, comprehensive understanding of the function, form and *glow* of the masculine-feminine essence, I have come to clarify and integrate deeper stratas of my own core nature.

Being a feminine woman, I naturally expand my Light, my Radiance and my Love into the depths of masculine consciousness when I am seen, praised and blossomed 'open to God' by the unwavering heart-presence of the masculine. This may happen in many ways, from the mundane to the sublime....

Because my emerging feminine light wasn't consistently exalted and praised by a healthy, masculine heart-presence when I was growing up, I developed a pseudo-masculine shell to guard the vulnerabilities and the wounds of my sensitive, feminine nature. Because my feminine light had been violated sexually in different ways at different times, this shell became rigid and was reinforced by embodied archetypes such as *solitary warrior*, *kick-ass feminist*, and *angry, don't-fuck-with-me radical*.

My extraordinarily soulful feminine essence temporarily retreated into deeper realms of light within the Sacred Mysteries of my inner imaginative worlds. Through poetry, dance, theatre, and sensual expression I learned to keep my secret Goddess twirling ecstatically in my private inner Temples. I walked amongst PJ Peeps as a Priestess in disguise, camouflaged by a pseudo-masculine shell, hiding the richness of my feminine loves in well-established defense mechanisms, androgynous aesthetics and pseudo masculine pursuits and character traits.

My epic high school sweetie, *J*, was the first man to fully blossom me open to God with his unwavering consciousness, his noble and majestic heart, his honour and praise of my feminine gifts. He lovingly penetrated, protected and awakened my feminine light back into a healthy, luminous state. It was *J* who re empowered my feminine in the most respectful, caring and powerful way as he continued to open me to receive the masculine safely, lovingly, powerfully.
(Thank you, *J*....I love you eternally.)

Spiritually, I was blossomed open to God by my grade 12 English teacher Mr. Wells, who perceived my vibrant feminine heart in exile and hiding, stuck within layers of the crusty, lifeless religious dogmas that denied me my divine power. So, as a Catholic School Board certified teacher, Mr. Wells deliberately and strategically blossomed my feminine light with his masculine consciousness.

He listened, unwaveringly, to my free-form poems which exalted the silvery light of the full moon, which spoke of dancing forms in the branches of the trees, and haunting whispers in the night wind. Mr. Wells lovingly encouraged me to keep writing the streams-of-consciousness which flowed from my heart, and I did, fervently. I quickly discovered an inner well-spring of potent images and archetypal forces. Hidden feminine treasures, sensations, and dreamy Goddess musings all revealed the core truth of who I REALLY was and came spiraling out into the unwavering presence of Mr.Wells' masculine attention and guided mentorship.

Toward the end of the final semester, Mr. Wells took action in a way which still utterly astounds me to this day. By surprise, he wheeled a VCR into the room and told us we would be watching a documentary film for most of the class. Before he turned out the lights he looked at me and held my gaze for a moment with a power and strength I will always remember.

The film we watched that fateful day was 'The Goddess Remembered', an NFB documentary about the modern Neo-Pagan Movement of North America. Mr. Wells risked a courageous and brave act by showing this film in a Catholic High School in the late 80's. He clearly did this to blossom me open to God, and to spiritually praise my inner feminine radiance in a way that had never occurred for me in all my life. As a Wiccan Elder later shared with me, it is a long-standing ancestral tradition for a Male Priest to initiate a Female Priestess into the Knowledge of the Mysteries, and vice-versa.

Never has a film had such a direct impact on my awakening and my life path. I sat, mesmerized and awed and shuddering with tears in the back of the room. I had finally returned Home. This was my Tribe, these were my People and my radiant feminine heart was once again reclaimed by the Old Gods...glowing and radiant and finally, after a lonely walk along alienating religious paths, remembered and truly seen.

When the film was over, Mr. Wells turned on the light, and again, met my eyes. They were puffy, mascara-smeared and full of timeless, ancestral tears. And once again, Mr. Wells risked something radical by giving us a unique creative writing assignment. He asked us all to write a short fictional story on Paganism using the film we had just watched as reference and recommended further resources such as The White Goddess by Robert Graves.

This writing assignment was a 360* paradigm shift for me. It forever altered the state of my Beingness. It was then that I began to access Ancestral Memory. Perhaps it was even past-life recall, for the names, the places, the images and the story emerged with such great awareness, I felt I was walking 'between the worlds'. I was a conduit for the story I was writing which I called 'My Soul Dances On'.

I began having lucid dreams at this time. In one dream I encountered an Old Welsh God named Bran the Blessed whose fiery masculine gaze penetrated my bones and lay bare everything I thought myself to be. I discovered Ogham and learned about the shamanic power of entheogens. I typed feverishly until the wee hours of the morning until a most magical story, three times the length of the original assignment, catalyzed and crystallized into the poetic words I birthed from the very breath of my soul.

Mr. Wells awoke the Sacred Feminine in me, and he knew it. Only weeks before the end of the year he and I stood together in the hall, his hands returning my completed story, his powerful gaze penetrating me. With a slight tremble in his voice he spoke of how he had read my story over and over again with great attention and appreciation. He openly praised me as his eyes glistened. Apparently no other student had approached writing about Paganism with any real depth or sensitivity. The breath of vision I had written with had moved him with magnificence. I looked down and saw he had given me a 98% final mark. (2% had been deducted due to lateness.)

At this powerful spiritual crossroads I did not yet know that I would find myself later that year standing with arms outstretched to the wind at Stonehenge, remembering, opening, being activated by timeless portals. Wearing my vintage black velvet opera cloak, long hair wild in the open wind and weathered sarsen stones in the background, my mother took a picture of me. Looking through the lens at her freshly awakened daughter, my mother said: "You look..... ancient."

Smiling, eyes aglow with radiance and love, I silently responded, 'Yes I am ancient, mum. I am a Goddess Remembered...............'

And I have since vowed never to forget.

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 16:49:00 +0000

May the Great Dream of our Ancestors

Inspire Heartful Action
Guiding us ever onward
as the Living Embodiment of their Eternal Light
~Amaya O'Duir~

10/22/09

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Sat, 24 Oct 2009 05:00:00 +0000

The day the sun moved into Scorpio, I partially witnessed a terrible accident. An SUV struck a man on a scooter in the middle of an intersection. After hearing a most dreadful sound I turned around to see the man splayed in front of the wheels of the car, face down on the concrete, unmoving.

I don't know if he is alive or dead, comatose or recovering. I may never know. It was a bad impact, and I was deeply traumatized and shocked by it all.

All I knew to do was stand on the sidewalk with my arms extended, beaming Reiki, praying aloud. When I reluctantly decided to leave and return home, I trembled with shock and frozen tears.

The poem below I wrote in honour of this tragic happening which deeply moved me, and has forever changed me. I am going to create a shrine near the scene of the accident and will include this poem.

these are simple words
human words
compassion words
words humble
and so careful not to disappear as tears

these words i shape for you
are what i have to give
and i give them to you freely
the brother i never knew

it was here i heard that dreadful sound
saw you crudely spilled on concrete
face-down, unmoving
in the middle of this road

yes you could have been my lover
could have been my friend
a cousin or even my son
you could have been my father
or my uncle too

nameless brother without face
into the circle of your tragedy
my heart cracked open wide
wider into the circle of this life
i gift these words to you

the sacred act of witness
is a precious and vulnerable thing
so fragile so blessed is this human life
such a gift
to have these words
this moment
this heart

I am you, and you are me and together we are three

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Sun, 11 Oct 2009 00:26:00 +0000

sOuL mAtEs

Phew! It's a mighty catch phrase which holds a great deal of electrical charge and expectancy, a phrase which rivets and wrenches any mundane and over-domesticated heart into romantic contortions, standing what's bland and randy completely on it's head. Sometimes the very notion of a 'soul mate' is altogether dismissed as an embroidered modicum of wishful-thinking, or existentially downplayed as mere yearning best fulfilled as spiritual or religious practice.

But how can we so easily disembody and deny an ancient human desire to manifest the emanation of our heart's love in a significant other? And further deny our desire to express this affection toward a mate through our devotional senses? Yes, perhaps a longing for a soul mate is indeed a yearning to be ignited by God's Fire.......Perhaps we SHOULD first seek our alignment with Source before we search the planet far and wide for our human Beloved, our 'mavourneen daelish'.

However, we are clearly here to RELATE together, to learn valuable, intimate lessons through our diverse interconnections, to evolve our consciousness through our relationships with others. This may suggest that as we evolve, we set the inner and outer stages for more powerful alliances, and we become increasingly magnetic to the kind of relationships which magnify our Soul. And if you believe, as I do, that our Souls reincarnate throughout time, space and dimension then it is likely that we will eventually encounter more than a few folks who just 'know' and 'remember' us in our current incarnation.

Perhaps it is my potent astrological blend of Sun conjunct Venus in the 8th, with Scorpio Rising, and a birthday which falls on the Summer Solstice, because I have been blessed to have met, mated, mixed and mingled with folks I consider nothing less than Mates of My Soul. And yet every time it happens, (usually quite unexpectedly) it is so damn EPIC, fantastic, powerful, earthshaking and transformational that interactions on the mundane, daily-grind-level feel cumbersome and weighty in comparison.

Presently, I'm smack-dab in the middle of channel 99, Soul-Mate Drama. Yes folks, drama! Soooooo, YOU think soul mates just magically effervesce into our lives from celestial realms singing angelic arias in impossible octave ranges, bearing the equivalent of frankincense and myrrh after having followed your personal star back to you for eons? Think again! Your soul mate will wrench you......mirroring back to you every disowned fear, every misaligned fragment of yourself you left out in the dark, every forgotten dream, every discordant note of you that needs to come back to God/dess.......while triggering you to remember this and that which needs to be karmically resolved, and of course, all while loving you deeply, fully and magically.

You can't HIDE from a soul-mate, it's futile to even try. You'll have long, engaging conversations on the telep-o-phone, and you'll feel they're walking beside you, sometimes within you, when in linear reality they are geographical miles away. Time will dissolve. You will feel yourself more lucid and alive as though you're getting a cosmic vitamin-rush from deep space, all those trace vitamins and minerals your life has lacked for far too long. Soul-mates give you a wicked contact-high of upper frequencies because together you vibrate more Light.

You might at times feel as if you're going to super nova together when your circuitry gets so overloaded with refined electrical frequency that you start to see strobe lights pulsing in your third eye. Yet soul-mates also challenge your status quo, your prejudices, your self-limitations and anything else you've stubbornly embedded inside yourself to keep you reciting the monotone narrative you call your life. (which your soul mate may call your habit, your comfort zone, your personal hide-away grove)

Soul mates always open new doors of perception to you, forge in you new pathways. They kick your freakin' ass into gear while sending you into elated ecstasies. They sober you up with karmic buzz-kills when needed. I actually don't necessarily recommend that you make it your art to hunt your soul mate unless you've done enough inner homework to prepare for potential catharsis. Unless you are more than ready to take responsibility to align your life to it's Mission and it's Purpose. Because soul mates ALWAYS bring you a mission and a purpose for mutual growth, and the searing Truths that soul-mates activate in you might radically juxtapose your quaint version of reality.

And there isn't just one out there who can do all this, ya know. There might be 4 or 5 (your soul group) Sometimes less, sometimes more..........We tend to romantically idealize the ONE, and surely we are blessed if we encounter that ONE. Yet there are potentially many. We are linked together in a cosmic weave of synchronicity which is sometimes pretty freaky, man.

You'll definitely know exactly what I'm talking about if you've ever been on the adventurous, white-knuckle, roller-coaster ride of soul-mate-dom. If you are prepared to do the homework, or the 'om'work which is required of you in such an association, a Soul Mate relationship can ignite wondrous blisses and ecstasies beyond imagining. A soul-mate is your closer-to-god ally who is a true cosmic gift from the high-heart of above-LOVE.

When you're ready, a soul mate will come.

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 23:09:00 +0000

light bright, making things with light, what a sight makin' things with light bright

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 21:30:00 +0000

Times are a changin', honey, whether we like it or not.!Very soO o o O on we may come to realize that the time-space orientation of our bio-bodies is not just a 3-D landing pad for "mind" but is rather a multi-dimensional conduit for cosmic expression (always has been). Oh yesyes, we are quite attached to our reasoning faculties, to our 'gimme the proof, you poof' emphasis on the empirical evidence and the left-brain-heavy structures which define our man-made linear glories. However, if the real purpose of 'science' is to acknowledge and reveal the existence of a pattern or phenomenon which can't be observed directly, then we really don't need a dry and heartless approach to show us the things our eyes can't see. Follow the Heart!

We gotta get down and FEEL it folks, and I mean REALLY feel it deeply. We got some serious collective numb-bum going on with all this sitting in front of televisions and computers, in cars, at office desks. The distorted twists-of-tale (or tail??) that we call our media continually bombard our psyches with over-stimulating sensory input which further desensitizes us. Add on to that chronic sleep deprivation (from overworking in order to make modern ends meet......the stress of the mortgage, the credit interest, the car payments, the insurance bills...etc.) , malnutrition (from the consumption of over-processed, chemically induced, GMO'ed, de-natured junk foods) and dehydration (from over consumption of caffeine-based products which drug us into a false sense of liquid power, as well as refined sugars and the lack of healthy drinking water because our corporate elite has bought and sold our clean rivers for bottled export) and then suddenly, you have a very muddled and very confused human mess in serious need of rehabilitation.

Just try and run some vital energy directly from Source into THAT discombobulation of parts, and you hardly know how to distinguish fact from fiction.

The TRUTH volume has been cranked up in a serious way these days! We need to get aligned with our hearts N-O-W (actually, the deadline was quite a number of yesterday's ago but..... better late than never) unless we really do want to continue being a clan of walking zombies remotely controlled by corporate agendas.

Has your life changed dramatically in the last year? New relationships, new jobs, serious health issues, or major life passages? GOOD! This means you're aligning with Spirit as expressed through Heart, which is precisely the "scientific' observation we need to be making at present. I hypothesize that if we're not living our lives authentically and truthfully we'll be taken out of the *light-bright* game somehow as a 'wake up call'. We might our jobs, or our finances will dry up, or our girlfriend will leave us. This is like a serious spinal adjustment from the cosmic chiro, everyone. If you snooze it-you loose it, so love it or leave it.

And the light bright game is super fun to play: brighten up the light of your heart's truth and follow it's lead to your highest destiny.

It sure looks pretty in the dark too..........

Freedom and Justice For All

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Mon, 07 Sep 2009 18:53:00 +0000

PROCLAMATION
OF THE SOVEREIGN
REPUBLIC OF KANATA

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my heart beats rhythms into vowels and consonants

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Wed, 02 Sep 2009 02:19:00 +0000

There's something potent about grief that strips you naked to the core, lays bare-the-bone everything you have previously defined as your personality, your self-identity and your attachment to Self. Grief is like a little death, depending on the magnitude of your loss, because of it's capacity to radically transform your perceived reality almost instantaneously.

And yet, there is also a certain sweetness in the marrow which urges you to find rebirth through your vital channels and discover creative expression in the unpretentious realms of your sadness, longing and disappointment. After all, grief desires to be heard, to be held, and to be understood.

Perhaps this is where an embedded consolation rests; in the undulating flow of ancient tears shed by the ancestors who link us through time with a very real, and a very human, shared emotional resonance. Maybe it's the Celtic ancestral blood in me, but the bitter-sweetness of my heart's lament inevitably morphs into an archetypal force seeking song or poetry or an elemental connection to powers of change far greater than lil' ol me and my heartache.

Sure, I could use EFT, take flower essences, do some EssentialEnergyBalancingReikiQuantumsomething-or-other, or stand on my head for long enough to have a paradigm shift just to transform it all but sometimes I rather like to revel in my ability to feel so deeeeeeeeeeeeeply. Okay, maybe I'm addicted to the endorphins but sometimes I just let it be. I let it course through me in torrential downpours so I can touch vulnerability as the natural polarity to my questing invincibility. There's something illicitly delicious about an impossible longing for an unattainable desire. It's what has historically spurred on the artistic brilliance of romantic poets, and dreamy painters, after all.

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I have long wondered if this unrequited longing is but a fibre of the essential longing for Divine Union with God/dess All That Is. And having been diluted into a less potent elixir called human relating, it invariably tires in over-domesticity, bringing stale disappointments while roaming the inner realms in search of the 'Kingdom of Heaven', the sacred lands of our Creator.

Our vertical connection with Source is indeed much different than our horizontal relations on the earth plane. Perhaps a marriage of the two, the ultimate union of Divine Spirit and Will, can exalt our relationships beyond their habitual, sometimes pedestrian entanglements of fear. To elevate our connections beyond the limitations of our love.

Traditional Healer Sobonfu Some spoke once of the Spirit present in each relationship, and the importance of directly acknowledging this Spirit as having been the original guiding element bringing two people together. In her Dagara tradition, this Spirit is actively "fed" through ceremony, prayer and sacred offerings as an honest plea to keep the relationship strong. Everyone you love has been brought to you by a Spirit who plays a vital role in the health and maintenance of your relationship. Everyone who loves you has come to you directly from God.

In the Living World, one plus one equals three, and the 'third' presence between two people is this Spirit, this higher link with our Creator. When we find our relationships becoming unhealthy in any way, the Spirit of Our Relationship can help us reconnect to the Universe and restore the living light to us. This requires conscious prayer and some simple offerings from the Heart toward Spirit. It can be this beautifully simple to restore the well-being of our relationships and to rediscover the higher purpose of all our relations.

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"I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. "

-excerpt from the Song of Solomon-

Quantum K

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Tue, 01 Sep 2009 05:14:00 +0000

Fantastic Quantum Healing though the Zero-Point Energy Field!

Access the Divine Potential of your own latent healing through this amazing cosmic development of Kinesiologist Andrew Kemp. And the best part is, he is gifting it to anyone and everyone free of charge. If you love it as much as I do, please pass it on!

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For a new spin on the term HOLY COW!

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 17:15:00 +0000

A big dose of cosmic yumminess!

Crop Circle Formations of 2009:

http://www.colinandrews.net/Crop-Circles-2009.html

Divas of the Divine

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 15:42:00 +0000

Some of the most profound people I have ever encountered are the most quiet, unassuming, modest and humble folks imaginable. You can often feel their vibrant profundity like a 'contact-hit' of power ricocheting into your own being. For these kinds of evolved souls, there is nothing to "prove" in the outer world. The inner realms are already the archetypal conquests for this kind of spiritual-warrior and the mark and measure of their achievements are the very reverberations their soul casts out in alignment with Source (leaving all else to follow in that wake). The resulting expression which emerges from such a place of attunement may be artistic, musical, poetic or prayerful, yet it is rarely ego-driven or in search of any kind of 'bigness' or 'profit'.

It is unfortunate that many people in the western world have been conditioned out of their true expression to engage in a over-masculinized display of task, action and accomplishment based on tangible results and/ or material acquisition. This sadly dilutes any transpersonal and altruistic manifestations of our very humanness. When the quest for personal power is inextricably connected to external measures of gain, recognition, and the living legacies measurable on the 'outside', the innate potential for the sustaining of a universal truth-in-form becomes reduced to a fleeting 3-D apparition which will eventually fade in relevance.

I happen to know alot of people who are walking resumes of themselves. Constantly 'blowing their own horn' and dwelling in historical accomplishments which may not even be relevant to who they have become over the morphing course of time. These peoples often feel the need for constant validation through external achievement and tend to gravitate toward the people who will effectively amplify the proportions of their own personal aura of power.

I personally find this modern-day hunt approach to inter-relating tiresome, imbalanced and rather self-indulgent. I tend to drift out to the intuitive perimeters, or the fringe zones, to wait for the divine synchronicities to effectively align my core-connections. Based on the attraction of similars, I can explore being 'well-met' in my relationships with heart-minded others. The resulting collaboration is therefore greater than the sum total of it's individual parts.

Yes, sometimes this is a lonely path to take. I don't much mind though. I know that everyone is coming into their own balance of the inner polarities in their own time, in their own way, and I cherish the resonance I have with those who vibrate my soul as they do.

When we are authentic, when WE ARE WHO WE ARE without pretense, we naturally magnetize what is needed to further balance our realities toward divine expression. Yes, I do believe we are here to be Divas of the Divine!

So, what do Divas of the Divine Do?

DIVINE DIVAS:

*unabashedly express their creative authenticity even in the face of adversity*

*learn to walk away gracefully, to say NO! and take a detour when overlooked, degraded, diminished or unappreciated*

*feel comfortable being a non-conformist and openly take risks in the name of L O V E*

*dissolve attachments to personal history by embracing the infinite creative potential of the Now & Beyond*

*aren't afraid to say: "that story ain't MINE, honey, it's YOURS!*

*listen to the inner voice of truth who whispers in bodily sensation, dreams, intuitive hunches and unshakable curiosities*

*neutralise competitive and exclusive behaviour by modelling co-operation, compassion and inclusivity*

*freely express gratitude for self and others*

*laugh openly*

*follow their own blisses and kisses*

*aren't afraid to radically change the course of their lives for the sake of deeper fulfillment*

*know that Spirit walks with them, through them and beyond them*

*regularly purify the body-temple through detoxification, fasting, meditation, exercise and prayer*

*engage in subtle communications with sentient life-forms*

*forgive self and others*

*trust in the perfection of everything*

*consider the 7 generation impact of their actions on the cellular memory of their future ancestry*

*respect and honour the natural laws of harmony by walking gently with the earth and Her life forms*

*cease to make comparative observations of self or others and learn to openly accept WHAT IS as a bountiful expression of diversity*

*celebrate the joyful pleasures of the senses as a form of ecstatic prayer*

*collaborate with others on openly negotiable, equal terms which further benefit the greater good*

*spend more time thinking about what they DO want than what they DON'T*

*invite the zero-point energy field to actively participate in their highest evolutionary path of service to humanity and the planet*

*believe that anything is possible*

*learn to affect change from the abundant love in their hearts*

*openly express affection and appreciation for others*

*surrender the need to "prove" .....and instead groOooOOOove to life's wondrous rhythms!*

DANCE ON, DEAR DIVAS!

Sprouting Me: Pass the Happy, please!

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Sun, 09 Aug 2009 02:25:00 +0000

During these last moons, while my blog has regrettably lain dormant in the sleepy recesses of my daily preponderances and scorpionic cataclysms, I have (yet again!) been catapulted into an unprecedented personal metamorphosis. Having finally recapitulated myself from some mighty rigorous underworld turbulence during my Pluto Square Pluto which included yet another radical residence change, the sudden dissolution of a few meaningful, yet unhealthy relationships which no longer aligned with me and further resulted in complex social politics, character assassination, and slanderous gossip, I am back in my 'Holy Flow'. Ready, eager and lucid.

THIS time, I am navigating from the inside out, rather than from the outside in. Hence the long, drawn-out silences. Hence the 'dreamtime' manner with which I trust what is unfolding in my day-to-day is perfect for me NOW. And from this graceful opening springs a curious, freshly inspired groovy-grove within me, where a vibrant seed of regeneration has sprouted:
THE LIVE FOODS PATH.

I have been vegetarian for over 15 years. Some of those years were vehemently vegan with occasions of seasonal wild salmon-eating, while ever leaning towards a fuller embodiment of the wise oracle:
Y O U A R E W H A T Y O U E A T.

I've seen this adage manifest in and on my body again and again. Too much mozzarella cheese brings me extra middle-age 'love handle' pounds, too much refined chocolate products, reoccurring spots on the face. Stimulants like Yerba Mate dehydrate me while wheat products seem to create midnight episodes of acid-reflux.

I'd certainly heard of fruitarians, breatharians, and raw foodists before but always seemed to consciously divert any meandering attention away from these more extremist life-style choices, justifying my detour back into my standardized veggie diet as a certain myopic aversion to clique-y and cultish radicalism coupled with a repulsion toward eating 'dogmas on a plate'. I was happy with smoked tofu, kamut noodles, soy cheese and nutritional yeast.

Then I ate a sprouted peanut.

Seriously!
A SPROUTED PEANUT while on Salt Spring Island and something radical happened, though a subtle, gentle and slow revolution. Now, have YOU ever eaten a fresh, sprouted peanut? Man, it was amazing!

Suddenly the synchronicities abounded, one after another, all while exploring the exquisite natural world of the Pacific Gulf Islands...swimming in small lakes, touching purple starfish bellies, watching a sky full of twinkling stars, flickering dragonflies, hummingbirds humming and orca whales curling up upon the ocean's placid surface. At R.'s yurt, I read about a magical recluse in the remote Siberian taiga who sends her 'ray' out into the world for healing, I learned about ormus and how to 'activate a seed' with the saliva before planting it in your garden.

One thing lead to another and for weeks it has been divinely interwoven. By way of the gentle deer munching on their morning grasses a mere arms length from my awed gaze, by way of the waxing and waning moon, and solar eclipse, by way of my mercurial brother R. and the wonders of Google, I have discovered that the peanut seed has planted a lush garden in my belly.

So, here I am: A 100% RAW FOODIE! (Yes, that means I'm not eating anything "cooked")
WOWeeeeeee! Do I ever feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel goooooooooooooooooood!

Brian Clement:
"In raw, vegan, living food – uncooked food – you have hormones from the plant and those hormones literally help to activate and increase endorphins, dopamines, and seratonin, which, in great part, are made in the stomach. They’re all happy juices and they allow you to have more elation and less “glass half empty.” And this is what we’re all trying to do because happy people do nice things for themselves and everyone else."
-excerpt from Common Ground Magazine Aug. '09

And I'm all about getting my happy on, and KEEPING it on!
Naturally.
:)

Receive and Transmit

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 23:36:00 +0000

How stingy we can be with our Love, and our Compassion, reserving it specially for life's feverish melodramas which cajole such vital elements from us as a compromise for what, in essence, wants to be truly unconditional. Our Love could be the greatest gift we ever bestow the world. Even in the most mundane of moments, Love.

Love fiercely, especially within the forgotten dimensions of the Self, for LOVE is the only true treasure whose worth multiplies as it subtracts.

And remember this: hidden in every adversity is the desperate cry for more love.
Give it freely, despite yourself.

-amaya, Salt Spring Island '09-

la la lala la la ......

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 04:23:00 +0000

cOmE cHeCk oUt mY bEadWovEn jEweLry!

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BEADSHINE DESIGN!

Yesssssssss, I've been a busy queen bee (much to the neglect of my stale blog!)

murky-murkury mucks with me AGAIN!

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 21:15:00 +0000

hEY AlL!

My beloved PC died during this last kicker of a Mercury in Retrograde, so my already spartan blogging further receded into lotus-flower-remote-viewing vacation mode. I must say, motherboard death is certainly a funky thing to watch happen....oozing fonts in psychedelic colours and everything going super huge like it was in safe-mode for the legally blind. At first I thought we had contracted some weird internet virus suddenly let loose on truth-seeking folks like us who like our information real, but low and behold, our '97 'puter was declared an arthritic dinosaur seeking to be an organ donor at Free Geeks.

Soooooooooooooooooooooo. I'm not really back from the Retrograde phase yet. I'm trying...... but holyschmoly, does that trickster god ever like to mess with my mercurial head.

Dolphins Love You When You Go Green

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Sun, 03 May 2009 02:32:00 +0000

Simple, natural and inexpensive ingredients can be effectively used to keep domestic environments clean and eco-happy.

Here are some homemade household cleaner recipes:

All-Purpose Cleanser – Mix a ½ cup of pure soap (or soap flakes) with a ¼ cup of lemon juice and 1 gallon of hot water.

Carpet Cleaner – Lightly sprinkle cornstarch and/or baking soda over the carpet, rub it in and then vacuum after one hour. Another suggestion is to combine a ½ cup of dish detergent with 1 pint of boiling water, cool, whip into stiff foam and apply with a damp cloth. For tough stains try using cold soda water or blot the area with vinegar and soapy water.

Disinfectant – Mix 1 teaspoon of borax with 2 tablespoons of vinegar and a ¼ cup of soap with 2 cups of hot water. Adding a few drops of Tea-Tree Oil to warm water works wonders as well.

Drain Cleaner – Pour ¼ cup of baking soda and ¼ cup of salt down the drain. Add ½ cup of vinegar and cover the drain with the stopper. Wait 15 minutes, then flush the drain with boiling water.

Dusting Spray – Mix 1 teaspoon of olive oil with ½ cup of vinegar and apply with a soft cloth.

Fabric Softener – Add ¼ cup of vinegar in the final rinse cycle.

Floor Cleaner – Combine ½ cup of hydrogen peroxide with ¼ cup of vinegar and ¼ cup of washing soda with 1 gallon of warm water. Or try just ½ a cup of vinegar with 1 gallon of water.

Furniture Polish - Dissolve 1 teaspoon of lemon oil in 1 cup of vegetable oil and apply with a clean rag.

Glass Cleaner – Mix ½ cup of white vinegar with 1 gallon of warm water and use newspaper to clean the surface (it won't leave streaks)

Laundry Detergent – Combine 1 part borax with ¼ part washing soda.

Oven Cleaner - Apply a paste of baking soda and water, let it sit overnight and then remove with a soapy cloth.

Porcelain Stain Remover – Mix borax and lemon juice into a paste. Let the mixture sit for 2 hours and then scrub the object.

Starch – Mix 1 tablespoon of cornstarch with 1 pint of cold water.

Tub & Tile Cleaner - Use a firm bristle brush with baking soda and an all-purpose cleanser. For cleaning grout you can use 3 parts baking soda mixed with 1 part water.

Upholstery Cleaner – Combine ¼ cup of liquid soap with 3 tablespoons of water. Rub the soap mix on the furniture and then rinse with a sponge

blogging in my head instead

noreply@blogger.com (Amaya Dana O'Duir) — Wed, 22 Apr 2009 04:24:00 +0000

Alright!
You caught me slacking on my blogging!

Yes, it's true, I've been tossing in a lot of fillers these days, as I've had many dramatic shifts and changes to accommodate over the last few moons which makes it more of a challenge to take the delicious time I need to write.

Phew!
It's been soooooooooo intense!!!

Yet, I ultimately know these recent tumultuous inner and outer events are all about a deeper alignment. And like a pop-crack-pow-wow! chiropractic adjustment, it can feel kinda raw and sore for awhile, like I'm walking around more crooked than before because I'm integrating a subterranean healing and have sorta forgotten what it feels like to be in alignment with my higher self.

I'm:

Integrating.
Grounding.
Healing.
Adjusting to the New.
Eating dark chocolate whenever I can.
Sleeping more.
Saying no with more vigour.

So, if you too have been dealing with cosmic constipation these days, you might wish to check out this "sight" for the vision it so heartfully offers. She rocks the free world!
http://www.emergingearthangels.com/