Tag - divine masculine

A message for human men from Herne The Hunter, The Horned God and Lord of the Forest and Wild Places.

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 

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I Am A Wooden Fence

I am a fence to keep you safe.
A magic fence that does not constrain you and from which you may leave at any time.
No harm can come to you while I surround you.and if you choose
I will move with you wherever you go.

I am a fence on a high plateau and through my arms is a stunning view.
The grass where you lay is soft, warm and mossy and
The earth holds you gently in her loving embrace.
And I am a fence to keep you safe while you hum gently to yourself and plait your hair and dream in your hearts desires..

I am a fence because it is all that I can be,
I will move in close and embrace you tenderly and stroke your hair while your holy tears fall to bless the sacred earth.
When fear comes roaming it will not stay long for fear is no match for a fence such as me!

And I am a fence to witness your rising when sweet release has cleaned you out.
To behold the dance and hear the sweet song of your heart.
I am a fence that vibrates in awe at the magnificence of your strength, your courage, your softness, your exquisite beauty.
Maiden, mother, lover, crone I am honoured and blessed to serve you all.

I am a fence
To keep you safe.

 

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Fire, Earth and Darkness

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.

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Celebrating Fucked-up-ness

Deep acceptance and acknowledgement seems to be the most powerful medicine there is.

Even ‘letting go’ or ‘surrender’ has an energy of something that needs to be removed, deleted or given up which can lead to a subtle conflict and feelings of resistance; of must and should and ought. Guilt or shame or blame are usually not far from these words, ideas and concepts of the mind.

Acceptance seems to drop down from the mind into the heart space. The mind can do little with acceptance, there can be no real ongoing commentary or debate apart from perhaps the argument that acceptance is not good enough. Because we have been taught that we must put effort in and work hard ALL of the time even if we end up exhausting ourselves, even if this path does not really honour ourselves.

How can acceptance, doing so little really result in so much transformation? Perhaps it is like these small eyes in our heads which see SO much. Sometimes less is more!!

Perhaps acceptance is the sister of Love and recognition or awareness is the brother of Love

WE are all so beautifully fucked up. Our fucked-up-ness is our perfection. ‘Imperfection’ with a subtle change of perspective becomes: I’m perfection!!

And it’s not a hard, judgmental ‘Fucked Up’ it’s a soft gently loving kind of acknowledgement. Like Christopher Robin would say to Winnie The Pooh ‘Silly old bear’. That’s the tone of voice we use in acknowledging our fucked-up-ness. A gentle, compassionate, non judgmental tone that wants to wrap strong, gentle arms around you for being so beautifully, uniquely fucked up.

Today is a good day for celebrating our tender, fragile, fucked-up-ness. And as we accept and acknowledge and transform in ourselves we can do the same for others as we deepen our realisation that there really is no other.

The Divine in me sees the sweet Divine fucked-up -ness in you…

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Divine Feminine Moon

So here we are again you and I fair lady of the night.
Again you have slipped into my bed naked save for your silvery splendour.
What is it you want from me?
Why is it that you cast your full glance upon me
And insist I do not sleep but instead that I lay awake with you?
What kind of Lover are you
That you come and go from my bed as if it were yours?

Speak clearly now for you have my full attention.
My mind, body and soul are yours and I need not give permission
For you will do with them as you please.

These restless tides are yours that carry me beyond the shores of my mind,
In search of distant lands that I do not know.
On the oceans of Why and How and Perhaps you cast me adrift,
Seemingly never to reach a place where answers lie.

But, for tonight, you shall have your way with me.
And we will make strange Love again,
For I really have no choice.
Yes I will lie with you now,
And again when the time comes,
For one thing is clear:
I am yours.

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The Emotional Weather

I love walking on my hills whatever the weather. I love watching the turning of the seasons. Seeing the landscape change, as it is beginning to now, from vibrant greens to various shades of orange and brown.  As the leaves come to the end of their short life and the trees let them go, they can fall to the ground and nourish saplings of the future.

And I welcome the different weather conditions that the seasons bring. The photo was taken yesterday and the air was cool and damp and there was a greyness to everything.

It seems to me that the weather here in England is just like our emotions. You get the full spectrum! From hot and sunny with clear blue skies to wind and snow and ice and plenty of rain.

They say there is no such thing as bad weather; only inappropriate clothing!! I think the same can be said for our emotions. There are no bad emotions just a distorted perspective and a lack of understanding of their value. There really are no ‘bad’ emotions, they are all as valuable as each other it’s just that some create less comfortable sensations in our bodies. We have been taught to feel shame and guilt and to feel ‘less than’ when we feel certain emotions and so when these emotions arise our mind wants to kick in and starts giving us a hard time for having a hard time!! Self talk riddled with ‘shoulds’ and ‘oughts’ about how we should or shouldn’t be feeling!

A great catalyst on our journey home is having the courage to feel what we need to feel. When we experience extremely uncomfortable emotions it is usually because the present incident has triggered the emotions of a similar experience from the past in which we were not able to fully express all the related feelings and sensations. Usually because we were taught to suppress or numb or distract ourselves from feeling them. Now we can choose differently.

So whenever any uncomfortable stuff arises its sometimes helpful to understand what has been triggered and remind yourself that this triggering is just an opportunity to have the courage to feel now what you were not able to feel then. In this way the fear / trauma is released from our physiology and there is more room for love and life to flow through us. Just feel the sensations in the body. Stay with it a moment longer than last time before you distract yourself and the time will come when similar incidents no longer trigger you. That is when you know the wound is healed and is now just a scar that you can wear with pride at having done the work you needed to heal.

So I walk on the hills whatever the weather and remind myself that the conditions are like emotions and it is best that I welcome them all like Rumi’s Guest House poem. They have all come to clean me out! We may as well embrace all of this human experience instead of picking and choosing the bits that are easy. Walking only when the sun is shining! We don’t tend to grow much from things being easy and comfortable all the time! When I look back, it’s the most challenging times that have given me the opportunity to make quantum leaps back home to the truth of who I truly am.

Embrace the weather, embrace our emotions, embrace all of Life with acceptance and compassion and a new peace begins to descend. Namaste

 

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