Crop Circles

As I stand on the ridge way looking down at the field where the crop circle lay, I feel them. There are many of them here and they seem to be all around, not just over there where the barley was pushed and bent and patterned into a precise, mathematical shape. I’m very familiar with the feeling of them. As we stand looking down at the field I say to my friend and guide, ‘They’re here. I can feel them all around.’ With the words comes a cascade of visual sense memory. Many, many times in my life when I had known them to be present. In fact, from such an early age, that I hadn’t yet started to wonder who or what or where they actually were. I just knew that if I needed comfort I could ask for it and they would comfort me. A warm sensation of arms around me and quietness and safety would permeate my body and my feelings. And if I felt lonely I could talk to them without words and they would listen and council me when needed. As a child I often needed this. (more…)

Tending Desire

We met for tea, in the Japanese garden. There’s something deeply peaceful in the manicured beauty of the ponds and plants. In the Japanese garden beauty stands regal, majestic and graceful. Allowing you to appreciate it’s subtle exquisite perfection. Inviting you to recognise the abundant nurturing the gardener gives to creating harmony with nature. The ordered refinement of the garden soothes, calms, and revitalizes, allowing life energy to flow freely. An elegant dance. (more…)

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