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A fairy

teaching, giggling, loving, listening

Created on 2006-08-19 00:32:08 (#10945036), last updated 2009-11-11

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Name:Puck
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Discovery. Life. Human. Elf? Fairy!

Life as love, love as life. Lifting, soaring, freedom. Curving, caressing, twisting, collapsing. Unfolding, free falling, sky diving.

A shamanic journey starts here, of perpetual transformation, transfiguration, transmutation, fluid interdisciplinary practice, playful wisdom, deep tenderness and a world of starting all over again. There are endings, beginnings, and in between places.

Green man, sorceress, witch, pagan, Christ Consciousness, bright white light.

Grounding, soaring, wings and feet. Earth, Sky, heavens above and stars below.

Finding that my hands can reach out, discovering that I'm as tall as a tree's whisper. Yes. Here I am. Once again, bursting forth, claiming myself and recognizing myself as whole. I am here.

Unafraid, unabashed, heart-listener, light-weaver. No reason to fear, every reason to be. Just let it sit. Yes. Be.

Rippling waves, sailing storms, and hurricanes always rippling out changes, cleansing rain, washing storms around the strongest.

Yet. Light. Always light. That light comes trickling through the ground, pouring from heaven, it always resurges, always finding its way into our hands. Weep not, or let your tears be of joy, for here we are again, ready for the next wave.

I haven't really gone. I'm here for the next wave. Everyone needs a break, and I've had mine. Channelings, writings, some musings gone awry, but always, always the bright sunshine yellow light, the golden energy. Always dancing between darkness and light, fulfilling the promises of the rainbow. Always here, singing prayers and singing poems between moments of joyful whistling and pockets of bird seed.

Joyful ripplings of rainbow flags that twist out the colors of the nations, the hope of all time that re surges, breathes, twirls and lays again in our hands.

We -are- who we have been waiting for. Each of us our own star, the gypsy dwellers, the tree hearts, the rainbow spirits. Those who feel the earth through our feet, listen to the stories of the stars, and tip our heart ears to the song of the ocean.

Dwelling in cities, or painting meadows with joyous song-colors, we come from all over the nation and world to celebrate that which we are. Light, dancing, radiant, brilliant, glorious, exquisite, shimmering, LIGHT!

Be blessed, be anointed, be shimmering and exquisitely bright, for you have come to a place, each in your own journeys, to the point of beginning, all over again. Yes, it's always to this. Beginning over again. Cherish what you had before, and prepare to let your life always unfold anew. For how do we see the Beloved's face if not with new eyes?
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