‘What is the Sacred Masculine?’ She asked. ‘Well,’ he replied:
‘He is the phoenix risen from the flames, there may be ash on his beard and the smell of smoke in his hair
And He will feel like the sunrise in a peachy, orange sky after the long dark night.
He is the one that was wounded to the core and now stands straight and strong again.
He is the one that was broken and has dressed his own wounds from the battles he fought.
He is the one that wandered the dusty grey shadow lands for ever and a day but has returned to feel the warmth of the sun kiss his scarred flesh.
He is the one that was lost in the dark tangles of the thorny brambles, who now lies on his back in the grassy, sunlit clearing transfixed, mesmerised by the exquisite, simple beauty of the birdsong and the clouds floating by.
It is he who has tamed his wild monkey mind and has become its astute and fair master.
It is he who now rides on the wings of the dragon that once snarled and breathed smoke and fire to keep him from his treasure, hidden in the dark places within.
It is he who falls to his knees at Her feet and kisses Her belly: the spiral, vortex, womb of creation.
It is he who breathes his love into Her, causing her body to shudder and shimmer in ecstasy and release.
It is he who knows where to place his hands and lips and his loving gaze.
It is he who knows that he was born to lead and yet will only lead by following Her guidance.
It is he who will speak his truth even when he knows that he will not be loved for it.
And he who will hold his tongue when it is time to listen tenderly with an open mind and heart.
He is the one with universes and galaxies spinning inside his chest.
He is the one that carries both the sun and moon in his hands and when She beckons they eclipse at his heart.
He is the mirror in which you fear to look because although in his polished silver reflection you will see your dazzling light you will also see the shadows of the forms that you have yet to embrace and make love to.
He is the one who is no longer distracted by the ephemeral trinkets of knowledge and false prophets.
He is the one who looks inside with honest, courageous eyes to see what needs to be seen and cleared with the bright light of his pure awareness and integrity.
He is the one who cries tears of joy at the sound of a child laughing and whose glowing face beams and chuckles at the feel of the puppy’s tongue on his naked feet.
He is the one who will hang his head just long enough to acknowledge his error fully and feel the impact of his choice before raising his face once again, ready to do what is needed to set right that which was not in alignment with truth.
He is the one who is not ashamed to admit when he has been lost for a while in the mist of fear, arrogance and pride; he who embraces his vulnerability with strong, kind arms.
He is the embodiment of divine twin flame alchemy and always a work in progress.’
‘And where will I find him?’ She asked.
‘Be still, listen and feel.’ He replied.
‘Can you hear him? Can you feel him? For He is wooing, hunting, longing for you… right now.’
She hung her head.
‘So stop seeking and waiting and balance the twin flame divine masculine and feminine energy within you, for when you are ready your nectar will be fragrant and sweet and as the bumble bee finds the open flower He will surely find you.’
A message for human men from Herne The Hunter, The Horned God and Lord of the Forest and Wild Places.Miguel Dean
What do you see when you see my image here? Does my appearance alarm you? Do not be alarmed it may just be that you see my power, my primal energy which for too long has been abused and twisted and wielded over others rather than being used to protect and to raise up as it was meant to.
For too long you have been domesticated with this short, tidy hair, this smooth shaved face and body, these elegant clothes,disguises, costumes, uniforms reeking of washing powder and chemical products designed to hide the true smell of man. The smell of earth and fire and human.
I too, along with The Christ and Shiva and Merlin and Arthur and all the others are the face of the sacred masculine that now, finally is stirring from many generations of slumber. Like the first shoots of the crocuses from the frozen earth the energy is rising. I am rising, I am awakening and I am here to take my rightful seat upon my throne once again. The truth can only be hidden for so long. The cracks of the false grow bigger and bigger in your world as the old stories, the old lies that you were fed no longer stand. You see the mockery of the sacred masculine in your so called leaders; these petulant, dangerous boys in men’s bodies. Their time draws nigh, for once the sacred masculine stirs from his sleep he can only awaken further and claim his sovereignty…it is too late for him to fall back to sleep.
For too long have you been tamed and subjugated. For too long have you believed the lies of your fathers and the so called holy men. For too long have you carried the guilt and shame for the defilement of the divine feminine. This was not your doing, it never was and never shall be. Now is the time of honouring and revering and raising Her up so that the true power and magic of She can be returned to Her throne where we will sit together side by side in holy communion and gaze out on the restored harmony and balance, the miracle and mystery of this magnificent creation.
O yes I am a leader and I shall lead for I am a force to be reckoned with, for I am Herne The Horned God, Lord of the wild places, I am Love and Truth in Action and know this : all of my leading will be guided by Her. She is my way, my light…my Love.
It is time for me to deepen my re-wilding, to sink deeper into the earth so that I can rise cleaner and clearer and stronger in my loving softness with the all encompassing truth that permeates every cell of my body. It is time for me to reach higher into the sky so that my fingers touch the stars and the cool warmth of the moon’s grace warms my face. The sun of my heart blazes with righteous justice and passion that will see that this work will be done. I am here to serve Her and to see that the divine union of the sacred masculine and feminine is once again restored upon this earth.
I am Herne the Hunter. Be alert when you are out walking the sacred earth for I shall be with you if you dare to venture into the wild places within and without, that are my home. But do not be alarmed if you should glimpse me amongst the trees, the rocks; I mean you no harm. I am The Lord of the Wild places and my presence in your life is to remind and reconnect you with the primal, wild power that resides within you.
It is time to remember.
It is time to reawaken from your slumber.
It is time to honour Her for in so doing you shall return to your throne.
And so it is. Blessed Be
In the realm of the mind and of the five senses everything is separate and there is disconnection and there is a you and a me. This is true.
But beyond the mind and beyond the senses everything is connected, energy is vibrating at different frequencies that our 3D senses are not fine enough to discern, which makes more sense of the saying ‘as I do unto others I do to myself.’ There is only One. No more you and me. Only the I AM presence. This is also true.
I like to think of humanity as a human body. Every person and every thing on this planet makes up the complete body of humanity and each individual person is like an individual atom that makes up the whole. All those cells and atoms in our bodies are carrying on their business apparently unaware of other cells in far distant realms of the body. And yet there is a symbiosis an interdependence which takes place perhaps through the grace of consciousness that ensures that, when we are in good health, everything runs smoothly. What a miracle. The same happens in the world in that people in distant lands are responsible for decisions that affect us, clothes, food and much more that impacts on our experiences. What happens on the other side of the world affects us. This is easily seen with weather patterns but as we live from the heart we notice that like the weather, another’s suffering becomes our suffering and another’s joy is felt as our joy. This is why when we return to the heart we cannot sit idly by and allow injustice to happen. We are called to find our way to contribute to making a more beautiful world because we can’t not do this.
The cells in my toe nail do what they need to do so that they create afunctional toe nail that grows and the cells in my eyes do what they need to, to ensure that I can see. But if my toe nail is broken there may be pain and this will affect my vision and perception of my reality and if my eye is damaged I may stub my toe nail. A more extreme example may be that if we have cancer in our throat it is not happening in isolation. It affects the balance and the environment of the whole body/mind/emotions/spirit. Everything is connected and yet there is sometimes only an awareness of this when the system breaks down.
I guess it is living with awareness that helps us remember that everything is connected and our presence constantly reminds us of the miracle and interconnectedness of life. When we arrive at this place we no longer need pain to encourage us to stay in alignment with our true nature, which is love and truth.
When we honour another we honour ourselves. Giving and receiving are really one and the same thing and yet we live in this physical realm of duality. So it is wise to find the balance of giving and receiving in life until by grace we transcend this mind construct.
Christ reminds us that in relation to others, in conscious relationship, of how when we receive, we can do the other a great service by allowing them to give. He was a great giver but he knew that everything is connected and that in receiving Mary (or Ruth’s) act of love he was honouring this universal law and that when we give or receive we strive to do so unconditionally. This practise purifies our hearts.
Giving, receiving and honouring the interconnectivity of Life….another beautiful dance to be enjoyed while we are here in these human forms. Enjoy the dance…
Let me make it clear that I share what I share because I believe and know of the power in vulnerability. I am well, I am strong, I am blessed, I am exactly where I need to be, experiencing exactly what is needed in service of my own transformation and that of the collective. I do not need or seek sympathy. I share because I feel it is important to share the whole of me, the whole of the ascension process, the messy bits and the bits that bring shame or lack of self worth to the surface to be released and transformed and dissolved. I share so that others who are finding their journey challenging may find solace in knowing that they are not alone. Too often we just want to share the ‘success’ the shiny end result, the victory. We forget to share the process that may guide and inspire others, we forget to share the perceived failures and the times when we are on our knees and crawling out of bed in the morning takes a super human will. It is the journey that IS the destination and so I feel it is important to share all aspects of my journey in the hope that others may find strength and resilience and faith when each are needed.
And having said all this, if everything is flowing and easy in your journey, then that’s awesome. Suffering and challenge is not to be put on a pedestal. It doesn’t mean that if you are not suffering that you are not growing. Suffering is old paradigm stuff and I believe that it is on the way out because with a new higher, deeper consciousness we don’t need suffering. We can learn from Love and joy and bliss too when we are awake enough to not need the motivation of unnecessary pain for change. Pain is inevitable as part of this current human experience but suffering is optional right NOW. Who knows what the future holds in relation to this.
Right now Life is an amazing blend for me. I feel so blessed and grateful for this Life and where I am on my journey, I am so bathed in Love and compassion and Divine Feminine tenderness and this Love is releasing and displacing the last remnants of fear that reside in my heart. As this fear is displaced I am feeling it in the form of emotions like low self worth and shame and a kind of uncleanness. And I know it is just the old leaving. As it passes through my physical body it causes discomfort. My skin feels uncomfortable, sleep is limited and there are aches and pains and strange sensations particularly in the right (masculine) side of my body. Headaches that are so unusual for me are more common and I am being asked to really honour my body. Today I have a massage booked!
The body and emotional stuff brings some challenges when there are things that need attending to, even though I feel at times I would just like to hibernate in my man cave for the winter!! It is just stuff passing through. It is part of my journey to freedom on all levels. I have taken steps to alleviate the process as best as possible and a large dose of surrender medicine is being swallowed too!
Lots of tenderness and lots of self care is needed at these times when the energy seems to be accelerating our metamorphosis massively.
Be in nature, feet on the earth and head in the sky.
Being with our tribe and being connected with those who we love and are loved by. Whatever we feel, it is personal to some extent but remember it is also humanity’s ‘stuff’ that we are clearing. A whole lineage of clearing is not for the feint of heart!
I believe that tender, loving, vulnerability facilitate transformation. .
All is well and all manner of things shall be well.
Last night four friends gathered, as they do four times a year, and made their way through the woods as the last of the daylight faded.
They arrived at the round, natural hollow in the earth amongst half a dozen yew trees and prepared their fire.
The sacred space was honoured and the fire was lit.
They sat in silence for a while, alone and together with their thoughts and feelings while the darkness wrapped itself around their backs.After a short while the first of the friends broke the silence to speak of what was alive in them and what was asking to be shared.
The other three listened in silence.
When the first was done a short silence ensued until the second of the friends was ready to share. This continued until all four had spoken their truth and shared from the deepest place inside.
No conversation, no comments just heart felt listening and silence.
All the time the fire crackled and flickered, fed occasionally by some wood added to the embers and flames and the yew trees watched. Alchemy weaved and caressed them while they sat on the cool damp earth.
When all had spoken they shared a few words and gave offerings to the fire before making their way back out of the woods to share some food and warmth and mulled cider.
In three months time they will meet again.