Feb 2nd, 2013
I am with Little Ma on the property. I have asked her about my current work situation which is still unresolved.
Her teachings are succinct and clear.
"Listen to your heart, stand in integrity, do what you can, let the rest unfold."
I feel no need to inquire further. Her words leave no room for a questioning mind or heart.
"Do you have guidance for my intimate life?" I ask.
"What do you want?"
"Respect and kindness, love and ease. A partner in my life who loves and supports me fully."
"Hold it clearly in your heart, and it will be."
Feb 9th, 2013
As I leave the house it is early afternoon. I decide to eat an apple and forego a more substantial lunch – instead, taking the time to walk and be with Ma.
Rounding the first corner from the property, two small feathers float from the sky – catching them, I place them with the other feathers I am bringing as offerings.
Heading toward the Deeper Grove, I approach the Coiled Ones who are the guardians or door-keepers between the Sacred Grove and Deeper Grove. As I stand with Coiled One, I think of the Crow Molfar. The forest is still – there is no wind today, and I wonder if it will be possible to see the Molfar?
At that moment a strong pressure arises in my forehead – almost a headache, but not quite. My vision becomes more acute. I sense the Molfar here though I am not certain where "here" is. In me? Around me? In the forest?
Passing through the threshold between the various Coiled Ones I enter the Deeper Grove as Vorona Mol'farka, aware that I must begin to know myself as such.
Heart Ma accepts my offerings, and crouching next to her, touching her base with my hand, I pour out the contents of my heart – transitions and shifts becoming apparent at work, impending shifts in my home and personal space... I access the fear that I have been keeping at bay – will I lose myself? I love my life as apprentice. I deeply value the quiet and spaciousness. I love my walks and ceremonial life. Will I be able to hold my centre, and live from there? These transitions will be strong reflections of the work I have done in my heart, and the work I still need to complete.
"It will be different for you when you've found your mate. You will not question anymore. It will be clear. There will be adjustments. You will need to adjust."
"What can I do?"
"Be open. Just be open. Do not close – there is nothing to say or do. Just be open. Be yourself, be grounded, rooted in yourself… And be open. That's all."
I shift, put my forehead on her and breathe and sway with her.
After a short time, I ask, "What are your teachings to me Mother?"
"I am here to teach you about your heart. To teach you about yourself."
I feel a soft pain in my throat beginning to rise... Unspoken longings to know and be known as myself…
"And the Crow Molfar?" I ask. I feel her smile.
"The Crow Molfar is here to teach you about his ways. You will take over his teachings one day and carry them forward. You will become the Vorona Mol'farka and devote your life to that path."
Her words do not surprise me, though I do not fully take-in the depth of the statement.
"Is there anything else Ma?" I ask.
"No," she says, with a little flick to my heart. "Just breathe and feel your heart. It's time to go to the Molfar now.”
I pass and greet the Hanging Ones, acknowledging our future lessons on interdependence. They offer some dead branches for burning at a later time. Walking to Great Cluster Ma, I stand in awe of her breadth and size.
Passing by the backside of the stump where Crow Molfar last stood, I make greetings and offerings to Ancient Ma.
"Please be my intermediary with Crow Molfar, and to show me where to make my offerings to him," I request.
"Listen to your heart, child. Let it guide you."
Crouching at her base, I feel small.
"Why do you hide?” she asks. “Stand up! Let him find you."
"Will I see him?"
"Do you want to see him? Do you believe you will see him? Open your eyes and see with your heart."
I stand and begin to walk.
Uncertain where to go at first, I quickly return to Ancient Ma and re-centre. "Open my eyes, see with my heart… Open my eyes, see with my heart"
I walk to the stone that is in-line with where I first encountered the Molfar, and bury one of the acorns I have brought with me in the moss that covers the stone, sending prayers of gratitude for the person who left 4 acorns on the altar at the house several months ago.
I then walk to the stump. Soft branches from one of the young trees growing beside and on the stump brushes my hair and face. I make contact with the stump and feel energy in my heart.
"If you are willing, please be the representative of the Molfar for me?"
Looking closely, I see that the tree had been cut-down by someone many years before. I wonder if the cutting had anything to do with the Crow Molfar? Why this tree, and not any of the others here?
I make offering of hair and acorn, burying them into the rotting wood. And another acorn offering at the base of the stump in gratitude for being given acorns.
Ravens caw in the near distance, announcing that today is a day for greetings and dedication, not teachings from the Molfar. I offer a prayer. "Please accept me as student and apprentice, to carry your teachings in my heart. I dedicate myself to the teachings of Ma and yourself."
Leaving the stump, I walk past Cluster Ma and come to a fork in the path. There seems to be two possible places to leave the last acorn: the gnarly and dark root at the top of the knoll, or near the mossy-boulder in the small ravine.
I hear a whisper. "It does not matter. I will meet you anywhere you choose."
I think to myself, I can choose the dark roots, or the green plants and ravine. My habit would be the dark roots, yet I feel pulled or called into the little ravine. What will serve me better? Somehow this felt like a small test. What path will I choose? And what declaration am I making in that choice?
A piece of dead Ma shows herself on the ground just to my left, in the direction of the ravine. I pick it up.
Another whisper... "Stand in its place." I take a step forward.
This seems an indication to walk into the ravine. As I walk to the boulder where I first sensed the Molfar riding the winds and rains many visits ago, I see more emanations of Ma. This is my confirmation – I am on the right path.
I look around, and as my eye catches one large and beautiful twining Ma in front of the boulder I hear the bark of Raven, and then the cawing of another. Crow Molfar has spoken. This becomes the place of the last offering, at Ma's base.
I am with Little Ma on the property. I have asked her about my current work situation which is still unresolved.
Her teachings are succinct and clear.
"Listen to your heart, stand in integrity, do what you can, let the rest unfold."
I feel no need to inquire further. Her words leave no room for a questioning mind or heart.
"Do you have guidance for my intimate life?" I ask.
"What do you want?"
"Respect and kindness, love and ease. A partner in my life who loves and supports me fully."
"Hold it clearly in your heart, and it will be."
Feb 9th, 2013
As I leave the house it is early afternoon. I decide to eat an apple and forego a more substantial lunch – instead, taking the time to walk and be with Ma.
Rounding the first corner from the property, two small feathers float from the sky – catching them, I place them with the other feathers I am bringing as offerings.
Heading toward the Deeper Grove, I approach the Coiled Ones who are the guardians or door-keepers between the Sacred Grove and Deeper Grove. As I stand with Coiled One, I think of the Crow Molfar. The forest is still – there is no wind today, and I wonder if it will be possible to see the Molfar?
At that moment a strong pressure arises in my forehead – almost a headache, but not quite. My vision becomes more acute. I sense the Molfar here though I am not certain where "here" is. In me? Around me? In the forest?
Passing through the threshold between the various Coiled Ones I enter the Deeper Grove as Vorona Mol'farka, aware that I must begin to know myself as such.
Heart Ma accepts my offerings, and crouching next to her, touching her base with my hand, I pour out the contents of my heart – transitions and shifts becoming apparent at work, impending shifts in my home and personal space... I access the fear that I have been keeping at bay – will I lose myself? I love my life as apprentice. I deeply value the quiet and spaciousness. I love my walks and ceremonial life. Will I be able to hold my centre, and live from there? These transitions will be strong reflections of the work I have done in my heart, and the work I still need to complete.
"It will be different for you when you've found your mate. You will not question anymore. It will be clear. There will be adjustments. You will need to adjust."
"What can I do?"
"Be open. Just be open. Do not close – there is nothing to say or do. Just be open. Be yourself, be grounded, rooted in yourself… And be open. That's all."
I shift, put my forehead on her and breathe and sway with her.
After a short time, I ask, "What are your teachings to me Mother?"
"I am here to teach you about your heart. To teach you about yourself."
I feel a soft pain in my throat beginning to rise... Unspoken longings to know and be known as myself…
"And the Crow Molfar?" I ask. I feel her smile.
"The Crow Molfar is here to teach you about his ways. You will take over his teachings one day and carry them forward. You will become the Vorona Mol'farka and devote your life to that path."
Her words do not surprise me, though I do not fully take-in the depth of the statement.
"Is there anything else Ma?" I ask.
"No," she says, with a little flick to my heart. "Just breathe and feel your heart. It's time to go to the Molfar now.”
I pass and greet the Hanging Ones, acknowledging our future lessons on interdependence. They offer some dead branches for burning at a later time. Walking to Great Cluster Ma, I stand in awe of her breadth and size.
Passing by the backside of the stump where Crow Molfar last stood, I make greetings and offerings to Ancient Ma.
"Please be my intermediary with Crow Molfar, and to show me where to make my offerings to him," I request.
"Listen to your heart, child. Let it guide you."
Crouching at her base, I feel small.
"Why do you hide?” she asks. “Stand up! Let him find you."
"Will I see him?"
"Do you want to see him? Do you believe you will see him? Open your eyes and see with your heart."
I stand and begin to walk.
Uncertain where to go at first, I quickly return to Ancient Ma and re-centre. "Open my eyes, see with my heart… Open my eyes, see with my heart"
I walk to the stone that is in-line with where I first encountered the Molfar, and bury one of the acorns I have brought with me in the moss that covers the stone, sending prayers of gratitude for the person who left 4 acorns on the altar at the house several months ago.
I then walk to the stump. Soft branches from one of the young trees growing beside and on the stump brushes my hair and face. I make contact with the stump and feel energy in my heart.
"If you are willing, please be the representative of the Molfar for me?"
Looking closely, I see that the tree had been cut-down by someone many years before. I wonder if the cutting had anything to do with the Crow Molfar? Why this tree, and not any of the others here?
I make offering of hair and acorn, burying them into the rotting wood. And another acorn offering at the base of the stump in gratitude for being given acorns.
Ravens caw in the near distance, announcing that today is a day for greetings and dedication, not teachings from the Molfar. I offer a prayer. "Please accept me as student and apprentice, to carry your teachings in my heart. I dedicate myself to the teachings of Ma and yourself."
Leaving the stump, I walk past Cluster Ma and come to a fork in the path. There seems to be two possible places to leave the last acorn: the gnarly and dark root at the top of the knoll, or near the mossy-boulder in the small ravine.
I hear a whisper. "It does not matter. I will meet you anywhere you choose."
I think to myself, I can choose the dark roots, or the green plants and ravine. My habit would be the dark roots, yet I feel pulled or called into the little ravine. What will serve me better? Somehow this felt like a small test. What path will I choose? And what declaration am I making in that choice?
A piece of dead Ma shows herself on the ground just to my left, in the direction of the ravine. I pick it up.
Another whisper... "Stand in its place." I take a step forward.
This seems an indication to walk into the ravine. As I walk to the boulder where I first sensed the Molfar riding the winds and rains many visits ago, I see more emanations of Ma. This is my confirmation – I am on the right path.
I look around, and as my eye catches one large and beautiful twining Ma in front of the boulder I hear the bark of Raven, and then the cawing of another. Crow Molfar has spoken. This becomes the place of the last offering, at Ma's base.
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