Several years ago, on All Hallows Eve of 2004, I had an incredible experience which I recorded in my journal.
Autumn was setting in and as Halloween approached the veil between worlds became increasingly thin. The dusk of All Hallow’s Eve was deliciously mysterious as I decorated the house with the help of my cats. My furry little babes literally flew around on their magical broomsticks and fairy wings as I sorted through the witch-hat lights to decorate the front entranceway of the house. Mystical waters were palpable as we floated through the house settling in for the night.
Literally moving within a cloud of joyful radiant knowing, my entire being is filled with the brimming veil of all that is sacred, and all that is unseen and alive as I drive to Unity for the Sunday service. I arrive confident and late to the service. I sit. My body goes through the motions to rise and sign the Lord’s Prayer. Nothing comes out of my mouth, my lips don't move. I am guided to go outside to keep the feminine sacred rather than sing in devotion to the masculine principle.
Autumn was setting in and as Halloween approached the veil between worlds became increasingly thin. The dusk of All Hallow’s Eve was deliciously mysterious as I decorated the house with the help of my cats. My furry little babes literally flew around on their magical broomsticks and fairy wings as I sorted through the witch-hat lights to decorate the front entranceway of the house. Mystical waters were palpable as we floated through the house settling in for the night.
I awoke Halloween day embodied with the energy of Blessed Be permeating my psyche. The Goddess gracefully whispered into every molecule of air as I moved about preparing for the day. She silently invoked her sacred song into my complete essence, as she whispered aliveness and blissful wellness into every woman who sings her sacred song to today.
Literally moving within a cloud of joyful radiant knowing, my entire being is filled with the brimming veil of all that is sacred, and all that is unseen and alive as I drive to Unity for the Sunday service. I arrive confident and late to the service. I sit. My body goes through the motions to rise and sign the Lord’s Prayer. Nothing comes out of my mouth, my lips don't move. I am guided to go outside to keep the feminine sacred rather than sing in devotion to the masculine principle.
The Earth calls me to the creek along the edge of the church property. I sit on the earth, Indian style with my face to the sun enclosed by autumns' fallen amber, crimson, and clove. Streaming light illuminates my face and a luminescant spinning star appears with eight oval spheres.
Then Mary Magdalene appears, warming me with her soft, strong, and grounded presence. Her energy is maiden, mother and crone of the highest light, vibrating integrity and wise compassion. Then Guinevere appears. I ask her what her role is in this vision, and she shows me the veil to the ancient landscape of Avalon. She is the gatekeeper. As Guinevere lifts the veil, I am inside Avalon. I see the Lady of the Lake rising from the sacred water. Her sword is held high. I ask her what her message is. She tells me it is time for all women to awaken from their sleep, to awaken to their deep knowing and to rise in unison to reclaim the feminine.
The entire day is sheathed with the veil of ancient knowing, gifts and wholeness. It is so and so it is! I arise and give thanks and blessings to my sisters. Blessed Be!
Wow, I am happy to share some light and dreamy stuff, especially since reality seems all to real these days.
Wow, I am happy to share some light and dreamy stuff, especially since reality seems all to real these days.
This Hallow's Eve follows the New Moon in Scorpio, October 28th which kicks off the elections and heads us full gear into a new world. Scorpio always presents to us what must die to be reborn. What is unnecessary, what needs transformation? The fixed signs of Aquarius, Scorpio and Leo are in a planetary T-square, showing us our collective and personal shadow, and our highest ideals and healing dreams and visions for all, and where our personal actions need resourceful power to generate and manifest real change.
The other dynamic and intense aspect is the opposition of Uranus and Saturn which I addressed in the previous Astro Weavings and in the Saturn in Virgo article.
Here are some quotes, called Sabian Symbols, from Dane Rudhyar, a famous and highly respected astrologer of the early twentieth century. The symbols offer real clarity for the present times when interperted with an open mind or metaphysically.
Chiron 17 degrees Aquarius--
Chiron 17 degrees Aquarius--
"A watchdog stands guard, protecting his master and his possessions." "The development of the capacity to protect oneself and to safeguard one's individual rights under complex social pressure.
North Node 15 degrees Aquarius--
"Two lovebirds sitting on a fence and singing happily." "The blessing bestowed upon personal achievements by the spiritually fulfilled consciousness of the Soul."
Neptune 22 degrees Aquarius--
"A rug is placed on the floor of a nursery to allow children to play in comfort and warmth." "The warmth of understanding which comes to those who, early in life, are open to new possibilities."
Mars 18 degrees Scorpio--
"A path through woods brillant with multi-colored splendor." "The exalted feeling of a work well done and a truly consummated life."
Uranus 20 degrees Pisces--
"A table is et for an evening meal." "An indication that in the end and at the appointed time the invidual's needs will be met among those to whom he is linked by a spiritual (or biological) web of energies."
Saturn 19 degrees Virgo--
"A swimming race." "The stimulation that comes from a group effort toward a spiritual goal."
To expound upon this last quote this further, Rudhyar states, "When man has become an expert swimmer he has smybolically learned how to operate in a new element. This element, water, represents the ever-flowing stream of psychic energy, and, in a sense at least, the "astral" world. In a still deeper sense man is now able, mystically speaking, to cross the river and reach "the other shore"--or to swin back toward the source. Whether or not the symbol should suggest the competitive spirit at work is questionable. At the biological level a host of spermatozoa are swimming toward the ovum, and each presses on toward the goal, the act of impregnation. A seeker after spiritual rebirth actually does not strive alone. It is Man who, acting through the most advanced individuals of the race, is taking a step toward "rebirth" or toward a new mutation. The personal ego-centered ambition to succeed and to be "first" is indeed a sign of expectable spiritual failure.
At this stage we are confronted with a problem of interpretation. Is not ambition a subtle form of deviation under the pressure of ancient karma, and the competitive spirit so valued by our civilization a sign of failure to understand the deeper reality of existence? What is needed is EMULATION, not competition.