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Messages of the Birds 3. THE WOODPECKER Some would call it the Morn, Some would call it the Eve: Out of the rudiment with Spirit Profound abstractions Static formed by energies being acted on by force or motion First Chawwah, then Dyad Forms into a Heartbeat Rhythmic, Inviolable THE EARTHS DRUMMER Pecking away at deception until the truth is revealed golden and invisible The ability to find hidden layers Sound waves blast out like thunder shaking awareness Leaves us with the bedrock a foundation on which to build, with common clay From aggregates to soil choose wisely the keystone Overstanding of rhythms, cycles and patterns Become the keystone a foundation for life provide opportunities for others to thrive peck at whats dead to bring new life Direct from the womb of creativity Select you anvil with discernment and honour it henceforth Move through life with honour and inner strength Red head - Red people - Red root YamakaI - rebirth - youth With proper use of speech LESS NOUNS, MORE VERBS Pay attention to detail with a flight pattern that is unique Touch the sky AND the land Personal rhythm honoured Picus and the She Wolf foundation of Latium Binds atom to atom city to woods A prophecy of initiation signalling to our Kin Leading Sacrani into ver sacrum Prime protective energy being aware of our impulses and basic beliefs Grounded and secure Analogous of a fierce determination to return and protect that which is sacred to us Here I stand taking the auspices In my templum, litus in hand efectum and liberatum A ceremony of Synesthesia Sensory pathways Reconcile in thyself Paraclete and Intercessor Messages of the Birds
1.PEACOCK Ink drops first words on a Bran new page resurrection through the flame Initiation with the White Lady of the Woods Kindles the Spark of Passion leads to new Magik which holds ALL To go where no other will go passed the point of no return Truth is in the eye of the beholder Eye (I) contact - Know Her Arc It is luminous at the point of proximity The trajectory IS the pathway Adaptability flows into the path of least resistance Guided through visions of black, white and Grey Brings me to an iridescent shimmer Now I endeavour to show my true colours shake it all off and stand tall Ascend upwards to kindred gods then ground and be ital Strut with a mindful placing of feet Refined and incorruptible in my outward display Graceful femininity - BEFORE THOUGHT An emblem of Love Given Freely Tempered now through the Valt of Heaven Watched on by the Eyes of the Stars I look back from the light - see a shadow is Cast It grants the ability to see the spaces inbetween there apears a Golden Egg As I channel emotion and expand the source of life it brings forth a State of Mind that runs deep with a majesty of presence There also lies the Schism Stitched together with a Divine common Thread Messages of the Birds
2. GOOSE And now to this the spaces in between a dizzying ascent up the beanstalk traversing through the vault of heaven hurtling in perpetual spin to the schism there I raised a storm and sat in its (I)eye Now I travel new dimensions carried on the wings of a gander mental calm crashes through new boundaries brings intuitive foresight and inspiration New quill, New will Knew ways to think berries of red became my ink sparks of creativity open new portals Divided we stand and united we fall... Miocene wisdom of the ages teaches synchronicity in flight connection of Mind, Body and Motion the more we flock together the higher we fly understand the power of community together we travel long journeys on thermal winds to gain strength and endurance. Now, strong in my husk amid the chaos I attempt to explain the unexplainable greed looses all by striving to gain but nothing is lost All is changed some things slot together and others remain some energies repel- things ripped asunder I keep focused on my journey to wander through wonder. So here I am...I feel shit just got real in the sacred circle on this earth place of birth bringer of new beginnings not asking to be thanked or ranked vocal about my boundaries I occupy my own territory and I ween that there are more fools that pass through this place than remain in it choose providence like the three wise men of gotham. A treasure hunt to seek the golden egg The Arc (t/k) of the covenant by the power (in)vested in me by the power that I know myself to be once upon a time darkness was my clock, my rock now I sit at dusk and watch comme un conte de la mere oye my candle illuminates an idiom of the flock spread with good intent exist in happiness give respect joy and love enter next as we gather and spiral higher I acknowledge that We do not follow for comfort but for survival |
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Po – Et – Tri
Tell us the Story
Kwentra leye I’narn
The story of one who thought she was small,
The story of one who put her back against the wall,
Dark musings brought forth cannibal horses,
Her soul ripped asunder by murky forces,
Showed the futility of warring on each other….
Anger, violence, death and plunder.
Rational- choice- theory – Heart - brake,
Thoughts mainly create the will to forsake….
GO THROUGH THE WALL
Renewal and true essence it leads us two,
Focus and Intent to protect and guide you;
Nwyfree – The Breath and the Fire
Toror’ Taur’ ohtarie
To the place where the Eagle flies over the red lake,
Listen to the Birds song – ease of Heartache,
They who embody our ancestor’s souls,
The way of the Hermit slowly unfolds.
Eye (I) Contact
Subtext – Feel the messages of your body, heart and soul,
Plant yourself and you will grow,
It is the challenge of the Element Earth – stand tall on Skellig rock,
As the essence of ‘the all that there is ‘flows through,
Feel yourself unlock
The true price of freedom is eternal vigilance
Victima of consequence and contradiction?
Sina et nae
Sina et nakisi
SINA NAET!
Not two paths as first perceived,
But many branches on a Mother Tree,
Past and through Bei, Huath and Quert,
Gort binds all – as I have learnt.
The mundane leads to the boundaries,
Productive edges, internal foundries,
With a free Heart, stand in the Fire
AND YOU WILL NOT BURN
Keen, and then, let go – lament,
To find new currents, you will be sent.
Lie merria salk?
The pillar of the silver net - The Tower!
I approach it with a smile– and yet:
My Key….
Lotus and wings I must not forget,
Then onward to creation, through ART,
Fresh Water of the rainbow stream,
A flash of the mermaid’s tail I have seen.
This is the creation of YOUR map;
Swim on with caution and respect,
Honour and integrity,
Observe now, what is not for you,
Even if you wish it wasn’t true,
On to a place of inspiration,
Trepidation forsaken.
To Lorcan Fierce
Greeted by Pasi thea Cale
RISE NOW…thankful,
Respect your own council,
The mermaid swims on through the choppy waters –
Under the silver net and on to the tower,
Standing in her own power,
To a Bran New cycle,
That has no title……….
Plunge into the well of Segais.
By Nyrees
Tell us the Story
Kwentra leye I’narn
The story of one who thought she was small,
The story of one who put her back against the wall,
Dark musings brought forth cannibal horses,
Her soul ripped asunder by murky forces,
Showed the futility of warring on each other….
Anger, violence, death and plunder.
Rational- choice- theory – Heart - brake,
Thoughts mainly create the will to forsake….
GO THROUGH THE WALL
Renewal and true essence it leads us two,
Focus and Intent to protect and guide you;
Nwyfree – The Breath and the Fire
Toror’ Taur’ ohtarie
To the place where the Eagle flies over the red lake,
Listen to the Birds song – ease of Heartache,
They who embody our ancestor’s souls,
The way of the Hermit slowly unfolds.
Eye (I) Contact
Subtext – Feel the messages of your body, heart and soul,
Plant yourself and you will grow,
It is the challenge of the Element Earth – stand tall on Skellig rock,
As the essence of ‘the all that there is ‘flows through,
Feel yourself unlock
The true price of freedom is eternal vigilance
Victima of consequence and contradiction?
Sina et nae
Sina et nakisi
SINA NAET!
Not two paths as first perceived,
But many branches on a Mother Tree,
Past and through Bei, Huath and Quert,
Gort binds all – as I have learnt.
The mundane leads to the boundaries,
Productive edges, internal foundries,
With a free Heart, stand in the Fire
AND YOU WILL NOT BURN
Keen, and then, let go – lament,
To find new currents, you will be sent.
Lie merria salk?
The pillar of the silver net - The Tower!
I approach it with a smile– and yet:
My Key….
Lotus and wings I must not forget,
Then onward to creation, through ART,
Fresh Water of the rainbow stream,
A flash of the mermaid’s tail I have seen.
This is the creation of YOUR map;
Swim on with caution and respect,
Honour and integrity,
Observe now, what is not for you,
Even if you wish it wasn’t true,
On to a place of inspiration,
Trepidation forsaken.
To Lorcan Fierce
Greeted by Pasi thea Cale
RISE NOW…thankful,
Respect your own council,
The mermaid swims on through the choppy waters –
Under the silver net and on to the tower,
Standing in her own power,
To a Bran New cycle,
That has no title……….
Plunge into the well of Segais.
By Nyrees
This is a poem written by my mate Tracy he is a poet, artist and musician, he is also a massive contributor and support for the events we put on and the resident artist of my Permaculture radio show....anyway he hasnt got the internet but he wanted to get his poem out there....hear you go...enjoy!
TREE OF TRUTH: BY TRACY.B.TIMMINS
AS I LOOKED AT THE TREES OF ALL COLOURS SHAPES AND SIZES,
ONE STOOD OUT MORE THAN MOST;
IT HAD BEEN SNAPPED A THIRD OF THE WAY DOWN,
ITS BARK HARD AND RUGGED FROM ITS LONG EXPERIENCED LIFE….
AS IT LISTENED TO THE SOUND OF SILENCE – BECAUSE IT KNEW HOW!
IT STOOD THERE DEFIANT FOR IT WAS NOT SICK;
IT WAS ALIVE…IT WAS ITSELF!
CREATED BY THE DIVINE…. AND IT KNEW….AND THEY KNEW,
AS IT SHONE FOR GODS GLORY,
IT WAS CHOSEN BY THE ONE FOR THE MANY,
AND NOT BY THE FEW FOR THE PRIVILEGED!
AND SO IT WAS SAID THAT THE WORLD CHANGED TO ITS FORMER GLORY,
AND BEYOND, BEYOND, BEYOND……
SOMETHING WONDERFUL IS GOING TO HAPPEN,
I LOVE YOU ALL……XXX
TREE OF TRUTH: BY TRACY.B.TIMMINS
AS I LOOKED AT THE TREES OF ALL COLOURS SHAPES AND SIZES,
ONE STOOD OUT MORE THAN MOST;
IT HAD BEEN SNAPPED A THIRD OF THE WAY DOWN,
ITS BARK HARD AND RUGGED FROM ITS LONG EXPERIENCED LIFE….
AS IT LISTENED TO THE SOUND OF SILENCE – BECAUSE IT KNEW HOW!
IT STOOD THERE DEFIANT FOR IT WAS NOT SICK;
IT WAS ALIVE…IT WAS ITSELF!
CREATED BY THE DIVINE…. AND IT KNEW….AND THEY KNEW,
AS IT SHONE FOR GODS GLORY,
IT WAS CHOSEN BY THE ONE FOR THE MANY,
AND NOT BY THE FEW FOR THE PRIVILEGED!
AND SO IT WAS SAID THAT THE WORLD CHANGED TO ITS FORMER GLORY,
AND BEYOND, BEYOND, BEYOND……
SOMETHING WONDERFUL IS GOING TO HAPPEN,
I LOVE YOU ALL……XXX
THE BRAIN TREE
By Nyrees
This is a picture that popped in my head relating to Homo sapiens being part of nature and the flow of the natural cycle in this realm and not separate from it. It points to the microcosm and the macrocosm, reminding us about Observation and mindful interaction.It speaks of what can be learned from the other living things on our Earth and how some of our own functions and processes relate to directly to the functions and processes in other creatures and natural environments. This could also be looked at in terms of what in niches certain things perform and how it can be beneficial to the web as a whole. |
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