Green Tara Celtic Dreams

Holiday time is upon us and I 've been observing the dark days most mornings.   Yogis and Taoists view these months as the yin time, the tamasic phase of the  meteorological  calendar.  This year is especially dark, just name your mix of dark - COVID, the election, isolation, fear, or - ?? M y morning meditation has been a struggle and I've drifted off the path. I had been trying to force it, but attempting to force meditation is fruitless.  Last week I got the message to just sit .  Close eyes, listen to the noises go by, think the thoughts my brain insists on thinking.  Sit.   After a few mornings the urge to pull out my pendulum arose and again I received a message -  don't ask questions of the pendulum, don't make it work.  Just hold it and observe.  So I close my eyes and simply feel the movement, if any.  I open my eyes and watch the pendulum tremble or sway over my upturned palm in whatever direction energy mov...

It's been a long time.  I took a break from gridding, for a time I even took a break from Reiki. Hell, at times it felt like I was taking a break from life. My last blog entry was the Celtic cross grid , in December  of 2019, honoring my sister's life and soul departure.  Lee died a few days before Thanksgiving 2019, the day before my niece's birthday, and of course Christmas followed not long after.  Even though she had been sick and suffering for so long, it was still terribly hard on all of us. Three months after Lee's death, my oldest nephew Mike suddenly passed away without warning.  His wife discovered the tragedy when their alarm clock went off in the morning.  The wounds in our hearts were torn open with fresh grief - and shock over the cruelty of it.  He was only 57 and had the world by the tail - good job, good paycheck, he and his wife planning an early retirement with lots of travel.  He took vacations, he worked hard, but he was...