Earth Healing – Sanctuary Mandala

I keep my clear quartz crystals on the round table on the small verandah beside my workroom.  I don’t have space for these crystals indoors, and it’s good for them to be in the fresh air while knowing the sunlight energises them and they can’t fade.

I re-arranged them recently and felt drawn to add in the various stones and pebbles I’ve collected over the years. They have just as much energy as clear quartz crystals, albeit it in slightly different form.

I decided this mandala was for earth healing – specifically here in North Cyprus. There’s a history of conflict in this island due to its strategic position in the eastern Mediterranean, and much blood has been shed on the soil of Cyprus, as recently as 1974.

So I trust in some way this formation of clear quartz crystals and stones seeps into the soil of Cyprus and works a healing of the many conflicts that have occurred on this island over many, many centuries.

 

Sandstorm Scenes

You may have read about the huge sandstorm which engulfed the Middle East last week, including Cyprus.  Here are some of the photos I took and others on the internet of the sandstorm from the air and also in Jeddah. In places the approaching sandstorm looked apocalyptic, almost like an air-borne tsunami. Here the dust storm arrived mid-afternoon – suddenly a haze appeared, the sun disappeared and the dust storm hung over everything, it was very eerie.

Dust cloud 8th Sept 2015
Dust cloud over the adjoining paddock and Merit Park Hotel
Dust cloud - sun through the haze
Sunset through the haze
Dust cloud 2 8th Sept 2015
Believe it or not, there is a dirty great mountain range behind the wires, completely obscured by the dust haze.
Dust cloud 1 8th Sept 2015
The Merit Hotel was also clearing the vacant paddock beside our apartment which also created more dust. The hotel is establishing a market garden here.
Jeddah sandstorm
Jeddah as the storm was approaching
Cyprus Dust Storm
Dust storm over Cyprus
Cyprus dust storm 1
Dust storm from the air. Cyprus (Zypern) is south of Turkey.

Home Again

I got back to North Cyprus on Wednesday last week but had such a hectic time during my short stay in London for my third reunion with university friends that I decided to give myself a good rest.

I’m not sure what happens to me in the UK but something gets activated. When I lived there in 2002-4, my healing abilities went through the roof, much to my surprise. The first time I realised something odd was going on was when a friend commented their wrist was very painful, I held it for a few minutes allowing healing energy to flow and was quite taken aback when she suddenly perked up and said her wrist was heaps better. I squeaked: “Really?” which I guess isn’t quite the response from a healer, but she was delighted.  I also worked on my daughter’s back and her pain went within minutes – not for long though as she rushed back to do gardening, stuffed her back again, and returned for more healing work, plus she left with admonition from me that I’d give her a hard time if she didn’t rest her back for a while. And finally I did some healing on a person who had back pain, tapped into childhood physical abuse, and got vivid images of exercises for him to do to complement the healing work I did and wah-lah! his back got better straight away.

This time I haven’t stopped dreaming – from the first night I arrived in London to last night here in North Cyprus. I dream all night long and they seem to be about saving or rescuing people, fighting aggressive people and always winning whatever challenge I’m facing in each dream. I’m still working on this one as I believe I can offer hopeful, healing words and images but people need to save themselves and stand on their own two feet. If anyone’s got any ideas, feel free to let me know!

Anyway, I also decided to play at tourist while I was in London.  I stayed with a good friend from my uni days and shared flat days when we were both working in London, then caught up with a few mates from our languages course at the University of Bradford, in Yorkshire, in the north of London.  They were very happy days for me and it was great to meet up with old friends and start yakking as if we hadn’t all gone in different directions in the past 40+ years.

So here are some pics of my stay, including playing the Country Cousin taking photos as we travelled through London in a taxi, and getting admonished to make sure my bag was zipped up as here in North Cyprus I never have to worry about theft, the crime rate is incredibly low.  I really enjoyed my London visit, the city has an amazing atmosphere BUT people look frazzled, tense and are always rushing. Having lived in rural or semi-rural areas now for 20+ years, I’m very happy to get back to a slow pace of life, my loving husband, my welcoming dogs who went bonkers when I walked into our apartment, and the richness of nature all around me.

Blackbird
Blackbird in my friend’s garden – one of the things I miss about the UK.
Ferry boat on Thams
Ferry Boat on Thames

 

Larnaca Airport
Larnaca Airport
Larnaca Coffee Lounge 1
Coffee Lounge at Larnaca Airpot
Nelson's Column
Nelson’s Column
People Queuing at Madame Taussauds
People queuing at Madam Tussauds
Reunion 1, Royal Festival Hall coffee shop
My friends and I at the coffee shop, first level, Royal Festival Hall, London. One person is missing – she had to leave early to catch a train home. Two others couldn’t make it due to illness.
The Eye
The London Eye, next door to the Royal Festival Hall
Waterloo Bridge & Thames
Waterloo Bridge & Thames
Reunion, Royal Festival Hall coffee shop
Another photo of my uni friends – taken by me. A fellow diner kindly consented to take the other photo!
Royal Festival Hall, Outside Coffee area
Outside eating area at Royal Festival Hall
Shaftesbury Avenue Theatreland
Theatreland – Shaftesbury Avenue
The Shaftesbury Theatre
Shaftesbury Theatre
Taking off from Heathrow
Taking off from Heathrow back to North Cyprus
View from RFS Coffee shop towards Thames
View from Royal Festival Hall Coffee shop towards Thames

 

Grasses Whisper History

Grasses Whisper History (2)

I created this image from a photo I took of grasses close to Lambousa, an ancient historical site close to where I live in Alsancak, on the north coast of North Cyprus.

We visited this area a while back – it’s about five minutes from where we live – to view the Roman fish ponds, built around two thousand years ago, and rock tombs whose age I don’t know, but they’re pretty old, perhaps earlier than the Roman fish ponds.

Lambousa was a large, wealthy port probably established in 1000 BC, and its fortunes fluctuated until its inhabitants moved inland to avoid conflict with various forces invading the island as Cyprus has always been of strategic interest to the various rulers in this area – Arab, Turkish, Venetians, Lusignans, British and Roman, among others.

I have used hand-prints before because they remind me of those who  have lived before us – an energy imprint, if you like, of our predecessors in history, and when you visit Lambousa, you become aware of the ancient origins of this area – not just the rock tombs and Roman fish ponds, but the Roman pottery littered around the grass and sand.

I have added a black, uneven frame to depict looking back at images of the past, while the two hand-prints at the top portray past ancestors and the single hand-print in the middle represents the future ancestors.  The turquoise patterns at the top represent heritage from our ancestors – so many inputs from so many strains of ancestry.

I guess if we were to illuminate the strands of DNA in everyone, which is represented by the stars around the central image, we’d find that we’re all interwoven, regardless of race, colour, size, sexuality, religion, and so on. It seems to me the ties that bind us as humanity are far more important and grace-full than the issues used to divide us.

Fun & Celebrations – My 800th Post!

Fun

I am very pleased and proud to be able to say that this is my 800th post on my blog.  I want to thank all of you who have signed up to follow me, and also to extend my gratitude to those of you who have kindly posted supportive comments. A great community, all of you, and I’m very grateful for your continuing support.

My blog started in Australia, when I lived in Bowraville, a small community in the hinterland of the mid-north coast of New South Wales. I started writing on the occasional basis, mainly rants about what is going on in the world. Then I continued my blog when I moved to North Cyprus in 2012.  But last year I took part in an on-line course creating images over 22 days of the Major Arcana in the Tarot. I followed that up with participation in an on-line course for surreal art using “selfies”, came across PicMonkey, and I was off and running.

Developing abstract and surreal art has unleashed a passion for digital art where I can release all the images in my head which I can’t manage on a canvas with paints. Not only am I on an age pension with limited income, I also walk with fibromyalgia which causes muscle stiffness, so hours on painting conventional art are now beyond me.

Dancing with a chronic illness is challenging, but I have to say I am still filled with gratitude – for living on the beautiful island of Cyprus, for having a loving husband and a menagerie of lively, adoring pets, for lovely friends here, in Australia, in the UK, in the US and in other countries, for being able to create art and take photographs, and for simply living in this exciting, wonderful world of ours.

Most of all – I am delighted I have managed to create 800 posts, I’ve also made it through to 67, and I am dedicated to growing old disgracefully!

And finally, thanks to the Beach Boys for “Fun, Fun, Fun”!

Woman riding champagne rocket Wild Woman Wild and Free Wild & Precious Life 1 - Mary Oliver Happy-cartoon-bee-dancing-and-smiling joyful old ladies dancing Live, Love, Laugh Sliding into the grave Happy Sun Growing Old Disgracefully

 

 

 

 

Crow Capers

I am absolutely delighted to post today a photo of a Hooded Crow which is native to North Cyprus and other parts of Eastern Europe.  I have tried so many times to get a photo of these birds when they’ve been strutting around in the paddock beside our apartment but it’s like they have an early warning system – every time I’ve crept out, camera in hand, without fail they’ve flown off. The same thing happened yesterday and I was so exasperated, I swung round and took a picture of a bird as it took off from the paddock and actually got a reasonable photo.

We have had a pair of Hooded Crows nesting in one of the big trees on the edge of the paddock – they’re brought up two lots of chicks so far. The crows here tend to be more solitary and aren’t half as noisy as the ones back in Australia. When we lived on Mt French in south-east Queensland, there was a big crow colony in the gulley below our home, and they used to caw loudly all the time. We once had a pair of young crows start to build a nest  but it was right beside our bedroom window which was wide open in the summer months.  Their racket used to start about 4.30am, it was deafening, and in the end my husband climbed the tree where their nest was and pulled the nest apart. He said it was quite eerie as the crows sat nearby and glared malevolently at him, but we did this before any eggs could be laid – had there been eggs, it would have been Mission Un-Accomplished as we would have waited until the chicks had hatched. At least we got a good night’s sleep after that!.

 

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Of Birds & Beasties 2

Frog-a-go-go
Green Tree Frog – you find these all over Queensland and New South Wales. They hop around the verandahs of your house and climb up inside your toilet so it’s a heck of a shock when you go to the restroom and find a frog (or three) eyeballing you from the toilet bowl!
Horse in early morning mist 1
I got up early one morning when we first moved to New South Wales, it was misty and this stallion appeared in the mist as if he was posing for a selfie. It was a quite eerie, mysterious morning.
Horses at Ned's Bed dam
Two horses when we were staying at Ned’s Bed, the pet motel on the mid-north coast of New South Wales. They would always come up to the fence around our cabin to have a sticky-beak at us.
Ma 'Roo & Joey
A mother kangaroo & her joey at Ned’s Bed pet motel on the mid-north coast of New South Wales. The ‘roo family used to come out to grace in the early dawn and late dusk, but were very skittish.
Kangaroos at Boonah
A mob of fairly tame kangaroos on the outskirts of Boonah, S-E Queensland
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A spider I photographed at night on the outside of our window.
Praying Mantis
A well-camouflaged praying mantis, photographed at Boonah, on the mid-north coast of New South Wales, Australia
White-headed lizard 1
A White-Headed Lizard native to Cyprus
Brown Snake
Brown Snake – very common where we lived at Boonah, south-east Queensland. Venomous!
Carpet Python
Carpet Python – I once had an encounter with a 12-foot python which sounds dramatic but actually these snakes are harmless. They aren’t venomous and eat possums, insects and small mammals. Have one in your roof – as we did – and you won’t have a problem with possums or rats stomping around in the middle of the night.
Echidna
Echidna – we had one of these shy, weird-looking creatures on our block halfway up Mt French in Queensland. It puttered along, muttering to itself, curled into a ball when it picked up motion from us, then eventually uncurled and went on its merry way.
Huntsman Spider
Huntsman spider – Along with wolf spiders, these are shy and harmless and try to stay out of your way. They eat flies and mosquitoes and other insects, so we co-existed happily with these big spiders and never had any problems with them.
King Brown Snake
King Brown Snake – another venomous snake which was fairly common where we lived at Boonah, in south-east Queensland. Generally, snakes will get out of your way and keep to themselves. They will only get aggressive if they feel threatened.
Red-bellied Black Snake
Red-bellied Black Snake – these are venomous and we had one in our front garden in Boonah township. Our little Jack Russell was just going to attack it when my husband stopped her. Luckily, as snake bites are all too often fatal for all sorts of dogs – small, medium and large. Interestingly, cats can often go away and sleep off the venom and re-emerge quite healthy.
Taipan Snake
Taipan Snake – deadly venomous, aggressive, bite is often lethal. We had one in our front room which, luckily, only wanted to escape and took itself off. We only found out later it was a taipan and they were rife in our area – which is when we had our nervous breakdown!

Here I’ve included the various frogs, snakes and other odds

Wolf Spider - shy, non-aggressive - a sheep in wolf's clothing, so to speak. We encountered plenty of these and left them alone as they are harmless and keep down mosquitoes & flies.
Wolf Spider – shy, non-aggressive – a sheep in wolf’s clothing, so to speak. We encountered plenty of these and left them alone as they are harmless and keep down mosquitoes & flies.

and sods we’ve encountered in our various travels. All photos of snakes and spiders are not taken by me, by the way, for obvious reasons!

Warning: photos of snakes and spiders – if you don’t like these, don’t read on!