Yes, I know it’s the most obvious song but it suits this image so well: it’s a pathway on Machu Picchu in Peru, leading to the clouds, the spirits of this magnificent creation and memories of stone energies alive and thriving over the centuries.
I’ve got a photo of rocks on Langi Beach, WA, but which I’m unable to trace to any particular spot, certainly not in Western Australia, as far as I can ascertain. Nevertheless, the rock formations are stunning, as if earth energies frozen in time are listening to prayers for grace led by one particularly large stone.
So I’ve worked on the image of these stone formations with Toolwiz, then superimposed them on an urban landscape to reflect the concept of stones standing as guardians for earth energy in cities and built-up areas around the world.
The concept is indivisibility between urban and rural landscapes, however separate they may seem to be at first glance. All energies are interwoven and particular rock formations act as channels of earth energy and as guardians of urban life.
I’ve been awhile posting as we’ve had a very difficult situation with a huge hotel construction site opening up beside our apartment, noise of trucks going past night and day, and huge swags of dust coating our home. It’s been extremely stressful, exacerbated my fibromyalgia, and stirred up a right old cocktail of fibro fog in my head which left me mentally very incapacitated. You might say my creative mojo went walkabout for a long time, so I had to be patient until it returned. This morning I woke up feeling far more clear-headed, so I’m not going mad, just pottering with some art, and the above is Mo’s Mojo back at work, fired up for a bit of creative action!
I started up with a close-up photo (believe it or not) of some dried sage I keep in a neat little vase on my desk, it’s a very cleansing and protective plant spirit. I never quite know what I’m going to create, just that I got a nudge and a wink to work with the sage.
I fiddled around with various gizmos on Toolwiz, gradually growing the image until I got a plain version of the above, but felt it needed some magic within it. So I did a search for apps and found GlitterPhoto which is brilliant to use and added in all the sparkly bits.
Then I looked at it and wondered what the heck it represented! Finally I remembered clear dream I had a while back where I was floating above the earth and looking at all the happenings below. I realised that, although it looked chaotic, there was in fact a sense of purposeful patterns below the seeming chaos. That’s what the above image represents – seeming chaos but magical change happening inexorably.
I believe we’re in a real upheaval here on this planet – a fundamental realignment where the interests of the very many are fighting their way to the surface, not just for humanity but for Mother Earth and all sentient creatures on board. We cannot leave our future to the billionaire class because it’s like Jabba the Hut, always looking to get more fat and bloated without any regard for the continued existence of this planet or future generations.
I think it’s exciting but only if we are co-creators – which means we have to get into action to create a future with a higher purpose. I’ve often looked at the battles which have gone on in the past when great upheaval has taken place – the advent of the industrial age, for example, and more currently technological change with the industrial age dying away. All too often, change has been accompanied by resistance, mainly because the employing class uses new technology to enrich itself and impoverish the very many.
But if we accept change is happening, if we step up to the plate, we can create a future which is quite different – where creativity is unleashed, where people stop being passive and become active, where technological advances are used for the whole of society not to be hogged by a super-wealthy minority. So I’m adding in John Lennon’s “Imagine” because I think it’s a brilliant composition and it is intertwined with the above image!
This image is based on a special site we found in Pingelly, on the wheatbelt of Western Australia. There were huge granite rocks that had images of frogs in them, they were quite clear. It was an incredibly peaceful place and we later found out that Frog was the totem of the Aboriginal tribe of that area.
I created this from a photo my friend took in the Giraween National Park in the far north of New South Wales.
In the original photo, there is a rock with the clear shape of a mouth and from this I had the image of rocks whispering their magic and ancient knowledge to us over the eons, not necessarily in the words we humans see as necessary for communication, but in colours, images and rock art.
Around 2.30am, my husband let our dogs out and Maggie Mae came back to drop something on the bed beside me. I thought it was a rock and went to pick it up and put it away, only to find myself in close proximity to something very prickly. When I put the light on, I found we had a hedgehog in our bed, much to our surprise! Luckily, our dog hadn’t harmed it although how she brought it in without the prickles hurting her mouth is beyond me. Anyway, said hedgehog was placed gently outside our front gate in the garden and had taken itself off when we got up this morning.
As this was so unusual, this morning I looked up the metaphysical meaning of hedgehog: Being a nocturnal creature, the symbolism of the hedgehog deals with intuition, psychic ability, prophetic dreams and visions. … That the hedgehog’s active time is at night is symbolic of “second sight.”
Which was absolutely true as, just before I awoke this morning, I had an amazingly powerful, initiatory dream which was incredibly clear. I could remember going back eons where I was told, along with other people – women and men – that we would far in the future remember when the time was right that a ceremony would take place. I was especially instructed by the leading light, a powerful woman, that I too was powerful and must remember the details of what was being created at the beginning gathering.
I was totally confident I’d remember when the time came that I would recall the memories of this special ritual and knew exactly that the time was now. I had to go to the top of a tower with all the others also present, then run down the steps in special robes carrying a chalice of herbs. Everyone was dancing – women and men – and when I get to the bottom the powerful woman was there to tell me that I am the chosen one.
I stepped outside, to see the moon covered in clouds. But as I stepped forward holding the chalice of herbs, the clouds suddenly cleared and a huge, absolutely huge moon emerged. I held the chalice up and chanted loudly: “I Am Memory! I Am Memory! I Am Memory!” And the powerful woman stepped forward and told me I was the High Priestess of Memory.
I felt quite stunned when I woke up and exhilarated. It explains my deep connection to rocks, stones and crystals and the memories I sense within them. And it was also exhilarating to have experienced such a powerful dream. I’ve read of dreams like this but never experienced one. They can’t be forced but, by golly, when they do turn up out of the blue – as this one has – it is quite transformational!