Angel Aura Healing

I had a lovely dream last night (since the Full Moon on 31st January I seem to be dreaming big-time although I don’t always remember the dreams).

In the dream, I half opened my eyes to see that angels, fairies and spirit energies were floating through my aura and healing it.  It was a very gentle energy but not very clear as I got the feeling I wasn’t supposed to see the Grace of the healing underway, just to “know” that it had been happening. I also felt I was supposed to let others know that this sort of healing went on at unknown levels.

It felt really wonderful as if I was floating in a sea of healing lights and beings, as if I were in a magical space, and I felt amazingly relaxed when I half woke up and remembered the dream. And ended up having a great night’s sleep without a great deal of the sciatic pain which often keeps me awake. I could definitely handle more of these dreams!

 

Woody Wonders

I was reading an article today about the way in which woodland, sadly, is being cut back in the UK. It reminded me of when I was young and staying with my grandparents at Blackheath, London. They lived down an isolated lane which lead, for me, to MagicLand. As a kid I loved nature (still do!) and almost the first thing I’d, when I’d arrived at my grandparents’ home, was to greet them then run out into the land of the trees beyond the confines of daily life.

My grandparents had a largish back yard (well, big for London), and when you walked out of the gate at the end of the garden, you entered what was for me a land of magic, peace and quiet. There was no sound of traffic, just the wood pigeons cooing, only fields ahead of me and, further down the wild area, a wood that was absolutely beautiful. It wasn’t big but it held trees, bushes, flowers (it was a carpet of blue when the bluebells were in season), and lots of secret places to explore. I could feel the nature spirits around me, offering loving support and support for my retreat from the world I found very difficult as a child.

I know that woodland and fields no longer exist as they’ve been sold for housing and other developments. But memories of my magical times in that small wood remind me of the power of trees, their strength, their hidden communications, their roots feeding deep into the earth beneath.

I would wish that other children – and adults- could experience the power of being in nature – it’s soothing, it’s healing and it connects us with All That Is resonating between all life on Planet Earth and throughout the Galaxy.

Lost
 
Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you,
If you leave it you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.
 
~ David Wagoner ~

(Riverbed)

 

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.

 

Healing Childhood Trauma

Today I read about childhood disassociation and escape into daydreaming and fantasy and it was a hell of a shock to realise it’s something I did as a child and which has carried on throughout my life.

I know what sparked it off so today I decided to create a healing image of leaving the dark behind and walking the yellow brick road to a future healed of the trauma of the past. Been very, very emotional!

Healing Dream

I was feeling tired yesterday afternoon so sloped off to bed for a kip.

I had a dream where I was in a room looking at others in a bigger room for a festive occasion. For some reason, I felt that I would be alone in my life and was quite resigned to it. I entered the bigger room and a younger man there started dancing with me, but then queried me about my health history. I talked at length to him and he told me I was lucky as he was a master healer and usually charged £400 per session. As he said this, he put his arms around me, held me in a wonderful embrace, I fell into a deep sleep feeling safe and protected, and woke feeling as if a whole heap of crap from my past had melted away.

This is pretty self-explanatory and one of the reasons that I’ve posted it is because it had such an emotional effect on me. I have lots of dreams, often don’t remember them, but when I do and they leave an emotional residue, then I know I need to note that dream down and work with it.

It’s also been my experience that if you don’t write a meaningful dream down you’ll likely forget it. And when you do return to dreams over time, it’s surprising how you forget them and the impact they had.

With this dream I can remember clearly the loving, healing, supportive energies I received and I keep hugging myself at the memory!

 

Healing Springs of the Fae

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The title is pretty much self-explanatory and derives from more fun-filled hours with Toolwiz on my Lenovo tablet.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

To the Stars (AEDM9)

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I couldn’t post yesterday as we had a power cut, but today I did an image for healing of grief – I have lost two good friends in the past couple of months, one to a massive heart attack at 58 and another to breast cancer at 64. A distant family member has also died in the past couple of weeks.

I’ve had severe back pain which I feel is a physical response to grief and the close dances with death in recent times. I realised from someone’s comment yesterday that I’ve really been bottling up my grief as these deaths have hit me very hard, on top of which is real depression at the US election results. So this image is a step towards healing from sadness and grief, a very emotional step for me. I called it “To the Stars” although I’m not quite sure why but it felt right.#aedm2016