Above The Bones – Our Theme Song

Above The Bones – Our Theme Song

Oh let us rise
Above the bones
Let us remember the memories
Filled with compassion
Not scarred by anger
No not blinded by the ashes of the past
My eyes have not seen it all
Yet in my soul I know
No conception
Is hidden there down below

I wanna go home
Take me home
I’ve got to go home
Take me home

We gonna rise yeah
High above the flames
Our hearts open as the endless sky
No more deception
No more shame
Just a reflection of the natural high
Ah, do you remember that melody?
Ah, oh yeah, do you remember that song so free? yeah

I wanna go home
Take me home
I’ve got to go home
Take me home, yeah

Oh let us rise
Above the bones
Let us remember the memories
No more afraid
No more alone
Let our spirits fly so free
In my arms
A little child wrapped tight in prayer
Safe from harm, oh yeah
Ever guided by jah jah fire, oh

I wanna go home
Take me home
I’ve got to go home
Take me home
I wanna go home
So take me home, home, nah nah nah
You take me home, home, ya ya yeah
You take me home nah nah yeah..
[?] oh
You take me

 

 

 

 

So, What Are We Doing?

So, What Are We Doing?

Life gifts many detours and forks happen/happenstance in the road.   Knowing the path to take is often a spaghetti junction where with eyes shut and wide open (at the same time), you traverse and land in most perfect places even if the detour took you off somewhere else for the time being.   Sometimes the detours are the most precious wanderings.

Since I have been a little girl, I dreamed of the under seen nature of gardens.  Not too many people get a glimpse of this space.   It is usually well hidden.   It is a shame really because it is a most beautiful and mystical place.   They say you should stop and smell the roses.  I think you should stop, get on all fours, crawl under the foliage and breath.   It is like the “forts” and caves of natural spaces and it is where you will meet the mythical beings of other ethereal spaces un-noticed or glimpsed upon by most two leggeds.

Our new land is in Masanamca just outside of Vilcabamba.   It called to Jim many years ago after the passing of his late wife Ruchel.   But, they had already secured a lot and the building process was to become a healing process of Jim when Ruchel flew to the other spaces.    At this time, I was also in healing from “wake-up to reality” experience of being in a relationship with a blue blooded psychopath who shook my word insane.   True to my nature though, I set up a camp in a remote valley and just started working and living outdoors.    Jim was building a house.  I was building a landscape.    We didn’t know each other then but our paths were similar in that we were healing from that thing called human suffering.

Many years later, my daughter joined me in Ecuador and played the match maker enlisting other youngens to join the force of Jim and I coming together.   So we did!   Youngens sometimes have spunked wisdom.

But our lifestyles and living situations were on opposite ends of the spectrum.   I had roughed the outdoors for 4 years.   I was also in the process of understanding the sacred lands I inhabited and the dysfunctions of the characters around me.    Like a night in shining armour, Jim gave me options and a key to release myself from the drama of people.  “Come back to the real world” was his offer.  Basically to live in a house and have the luxuries of modern living (electricity, piped water and a fridge and stove).  And, I realized that the little people of the land, the one’s who worked with their own two hands, had to leave the sacred valley.   This is another story, but a deep and profound one too.    So, I graciously accepted Jim’s key and left that space I called Magical Forest.

The Magical Forest started as a barren, dry, useless tract of land.   I did prove otherwise.  And with it came the dark energy that wanted it to end.    I had laboured crazily to transform and bring to life the correlation of man, plant, animal and insect creating together.  Leaving that space was a massive heart ache that went deep into the recesses of my Soul.    But, as I have learned from past experience, “bloom where you are planted” and I did so on Jim’s land.  But, I waited and held patience for the next step.    I longed.  I ached.  I practiced patience.    Jim and I talked a lot about the troubles of the world, the importance of reclaiming our names, Spirits and Souls.   We shared many talks on the “problems” we all face as a race that is no longer connected.    But, talking about the problems doesn’t change things.   You need solutions.  You need little people to take a step towards inner liberation.   You need to see something different.

We, Jim and I, are not rich meaning we don’t have a lot of “means” so important in the world to secure ourselves.   And,  we don’t “work” like the culture we came from for security, safety and slavery need.   But we dedicate ourselves to doing what we love and providing a little income to sustain ourselves.   In other words, we have choices daily and the freedom to either chill or work depending upon the times.  That in itself is work…and real work.   That, in itself, is a blessing beyond and something in my 50 years I am proud to “be” in.    It is freedom.   We started talking about the solutions.    We needed to move and find the pure source water and soils and really get to a point where we were free?   Where? How?

You know when you on the right track when the synchronicities land in your lap. Synchronicities are events connected to one another not by strict cause-and-effect, but by what in classical times were known as sympathies, by the belief that an acausal relationship exists between events on the inside and the outside of ourselves, a crosstalk between mind and matter—which is governed by a certain species of attraction.   Jung believed that synchronicities mirror deep psychological processes, carry messages the way dreams do, and take on meaning and provide guidance to the degree they correspond to emotional states and inner experiences.

We found the property. Actually, the property found us and its’ owner really wanted us to collaborate.   We were helped and assisted to gain title to the property by various peoples.  This is a group effort.  And, we are so grateful for the gifts and allowances that were offered.    We began the process and placed the property in Miss Kaya’s name (the grandchild).   And, we, together and as one plus one equals three are doing it.

What is “it”?  It is creating a space where, as human beings we can exist and enjoy the fruits of our labour.   “It” is working and co-creating with the Nature around us so that we all flourish.  “It” is a teaching site for others to meet their natural selves.  “It” is being fully human. Fully human?

I recently read ALL of Tom Robbins books like a mad women in thirst and hunger.  In “Fierce Invalids From Hot Climates” there is a philosophy in the book about what it means to be human.  It stuck with me, both for the simplicity and profundity it contains.  The idea is that the characters in the book believe that the human race is not all one species, but exists as a continuum between two poles: on one end we find the “Missing Links,” and on the other end we find “real” human beings.   Robbins  heavily weights towards the Missing Links, estimated to be about 95% of the population. While they appear human, Missing Links tend to be easy to manipulate, lack critical thinking, are highly reactive, and have little compassion.  Not surprisingly, they tend to be far less happy than ‘real’ humans.

Human beings, on the other hand, possess six distinct characteristics that allow them to express and experience their full potential.

These are the six qualities that make us fully human: 

1. Humour:  The ability to laugh—to find life funny and entertaining—is key. Robbins’ characters focus a lot on this particular trait, believing it to be possibly the most important of the six. I agree. If you’re not laughing, you’ve missed the point of this existence.

2. Imagination Sadly, we all have the capacity for great imagination and creativity but our goofy society tends to educate it out of us fairly early on. Our human awareness, which also gives us the capacity for abstract thought, is our greatest gift, and yet so few of us ever fully use this trait.

3. Eroticism Other than bonobos and dolphins, we’re the only species on the planet fond of copulating just for copulation’s sake. Sex—the thought, craving, and experience of it—is an essential part of being human.

Of course this characteristic is on a spectrum, like the others. Not everyone is going to have the same intense experience of sexuality, but for it to be there (and cultivated, even) is hugely important. It is nothing to be ashamed of, but is rather a source of power and insight.

4. Spirituality Robbins doesn’t say that we all need religion or dogma, he argues that a sense of spirituality—a belief and faith in something bigger than our existence—is key. Such awareness is also a wonderful effect of our conscious mind, separating us from the animals with whom we share the planet, and allowing us to live without fear, should we choose.

5. Rebelliousness Tell a human being not to do something, and you’re guaranteed they’re going to do it just because it’s forbidden. But our rebelliousness is not something to be trained out of us so that we all fall in line behind each other like good Missing Links. It’s a symptom of self expression and exploration.

6. Beauty Human beings are able to perceive beauty in the way that one may perceive the perfection of the universe. We are beauty because we are a part of it, though are also capable of creating and experiencing beauty in millions of different forms. This idea relates to our individual style and appreciation of beautiful things, so often usurped by the impulse to fit in to cultural norms.

And so, that is what I think we are doing.   We are creating a space where humour, imagination, erotism, Spirituality, rebelliousness and beauty are encouraged, witnessed, practiced and honoured.

I call it Magical Forest Two.   And, I am also off on a tangent of discovery of JRR Tolkien whose very good friend C.S. Lewis was a personal study as a young teenaged.    You will find the spaces of the middle earth, the shire, the elven forests and the 9 rings of man being played out.  Have I lost it?  YOU bet I HAVE NOT!   I got this more than anything else in my entire life.   Call me crazy!    We will have the last laugh!

So, off we go…now with the legal deed in hand….title is ours and we are doing “it”!

Water, water, water!

Water, water, water!

A second pond was dug this week as a place to enjoy the magic of water.  This pond is an experiment in aquatic plants.  Most of my life, I have brought water to my space and learned about the filtration plants, the water beings and the water bugs.   It is one of my favourite types of gardening.   Jim and I took a long hike up into the Podocarpus to check out of water source.   It was very magical and I am sure I will explore this area more in the years to come.  Looking forward to sharing this space with Miss Kaya on day when she is a little bigger.   The hike to this area meant we had to walk up and over a mountain and along a wee, teeny, weeny little path.  Vertigo set in and I was having tunnel vision…but, as with most fears, you have to keep going and refuse to let them stop you.  Otherwise, you are stagnant.

Laying Foundations Learning Our Water Source

From Destruction Into Creation

From Destruction Into Creation

The road of life is weaves in ebbs and flows of creation and destruction.  I take and honour both with a sense of awe.   Creation exists because destruction exists.  Without the latter, we are not given a gift of knowing and offered a deeper wisdom to forge the destiny of fulfilling our purpose.

Generally, I am a forge ahead girl.  Give me a task that has a sense of purpose, and I will do it and do it well.   I adore creation and on the nights I sleep the deepest are the days I get things done.    That is my signal to a creative day and a job well done.  When I left Magical Forest One in 2016, it was a conscious choice to withdraw from that creation for many reasons. The official dialogue was “I met a man”.  But the man was only one a catalyst on a long list of reasons for a changing of the guards…without and within.   It was time to slow down.  It was time to take stock and re think the purpose of the earth work.   It was time to say “no” to many things in my circle.  It was time to stop.

During the past two years after leaving Magical Forest Two, I have been met with many challenges arising out of the catalytic explosive spark that destroys for creation.  I have held onto an sadness that rose as an anger towards the true story for me leaving that space. And, this was a good thing the creation of Magical Forest rose from that sadness.  I needed to admit my own anger.

And, in the past two years, many difficult and yet amazing things have happened.   The continuation of my ancestral line set a new leaf in Miss Kaya Lluvia who was born into our crazy world in a most precious birth.  At the same time, as a Mother, I have been experiencing another level of “let go” that ALL mothers experience with their children and this never ends even after the “children” become adults.    I’ve fell very ill a few times feeling the weight of life in my physical, emotional and psychological body.   At times I wondered if my body was giving up and questioned my sanity.   I needed to stop.   I was gifted with a live/dry blood microscope that sparked a renewed vigour from my past life as a healer. As fast as it came, the microscope was taken away leaving me questioning my views of who I allowed into my friendship circle. But the moment it left, true friends gathered to put a microscope back into my circle.   I gave my hands to the lands around me… to bloom where I was planted and felt exhausted and almost uninterested.  But, the space around grew in the toil and instructed me to catalogue and deepen a friendship with over 90 medicinal herbs.  So, I worked hard to record, create alchemic tinctures and lay a foundation of education for medicines from garden. (www.seedsofwellness.life)  My partner and I who are a powerhouse couple, began a process of mirroring our stuck-ness and areas manufactured from a culture of manipulation.   We both have that stubborn streak so the process of removing the callouses was raw and painful at times.

All the above experiences were not easy each blasting a destruction energy that we generally try to avoid, resist and tuck away.  I charged into each encounter and realized that at the age of 50, I have a lot of work to do…inner work.   The creative potential required I work at this and this work is important to what is coming next…..and then the next came….

Today, with my partner, the Magical Forest Two is now a reality.   Magical Forest One morphed from a experience of utter change in my life.  In 2011 after a 21 year broken marriage, I left, entirely, everything I knew and all that I thought I knew.   I found myself living in tent in a remote valley of Southern Ecuador and just working the soil feeling a sense of “what the hell is going on?”.   It was from the ashes I rose and created.    There was not much else I could go.   It just grew and it grew because I just started the work the land.   There were many flaws and inside the flaws many things were gifted.   It was hard work and, in many ways, it left me exhausted.  I often felt like I was on the verge of something so important, but I was tired.   That was not the place or the space.  It was meant only as a teaching ground.   And, the dynamics of the characters of the valley Magical Forest one existed was a microcosm of dysfunctions of the world affairs.  Those in that valley who worked the land with our hands and without money all left.   Perhaps this is a reality of our times?

So, the past two years have been a down-time, inner work time, precious painful time…a time of allowing the destructive flow be to let go of that which won’t serve the greater good.   And, that is why Magical Forest Two is rising .. the seed has cracked the concrete and is sprouted.

My mind and hearts eyes are clear this time.   There is no doing without knowing where this is going.   I have a great partner with me whose talents and capabilities perfectly jigsaw that which I am not good with and I match reciprocally.   At this point, we are alone in this creation.   And, that is perfect.   We both desired to gather with others and we both realize the future is not ours to predict.  Our intimacy at this point is with the land is this is the first friendship to cultivate.   Our need for circle is complete.

I’ve spent some time sitting with the new land and feeling it.   My hands have started the process of labouring and they feel it and it feels so good.  It is a very, very good foundation.  The land is in Kaya’s Lluvia name paying forward all our labour and efforts. Lluvia means rain…so we work the space for the waters first.    And, we choose to NOT let the systems we live in have power over our beings.    We knew this land would be ours for a long time, but we did not work it until a sense of security was in place.   The land waited and helped us with the process as Spirit provided gifts and offerings from supportive friends to make this happen.

I am amazed really.  i am in wonder deeply
I am grateful for the destruction of all that which does not work
I am humbled by life guiding us to remember who we are
I am in love with my circle of friendship and, most importantly, my partner.
I am not perfect
I am still learning
I give my hands, my Spirit and my being to the new land of Magical Forest Two
I kiss the ground knowing it embraces me back
I feel hallowed…and a sense of resurection
This is beautification in creation.

Let Magical Forest Two begin!!!!

Creation of the Pond Won Angel

Creation of the Pond Won Angel

So many voices go through my head as I work the land.  I often wish I could record the thoughts, insights and inspirations.   Today, I felt imprinted with the voice of the water.   Without her, we can not create.    With the water now open and trickling, the little hand dug canals through the forest have begun.   Feeling the forest dirt dancing with soil was a moment for me.  A moment when I remember who I am and what I am doing.  Today we also dug for the fish pond that has taken the name of Pond Won Angel.   It is very large.  I have learned to go big with the fish pond as they, the fish, need a deep space that allows for cooler areas.

Jim and I are very, very happy with our machine operator…a young lad from Loja whose name is Angel.   Hence the ponds name.   Angel gets the instructions..he understand what we ask and why.

Tomorrow we do the swimming pond that will be to the side our our abode.   This pond has no name today…it will arrive in it’s creation.

It feels so good to be in the creation once again!    I must admit that I have grieved this work for the past couple of years.   I putter and ponder and the life of the inner being comes alive.

I will say that the foundations are being laid with water.   She is our first friend and most beloved companion.   Water is LIFE!

 

Water Is Life

Water Is Life

Today was the first day of water.  For me, that is the start.
Magical Forest II has begun!

Photos of Magical Forest One

Photos of Magical Forest One

These are photos from Magical Forest One that the human nature has left (in 2016).  It was a beautiful spot welcoming many Spirits and Souls.   This space will continue in Magical Forest Two…coming soon!