First published 18.3.2016
I have started on a pilgrimage, a spiritual/ emotional journey that will
hopefully bring me
some clarity, and gracefully move me to the next stage of my
life. A technical problem with my work visa (I forgot to send the English test
certificate with my application), a need to apply again, made me stop. Sitting
on the secluded beach next to my parents' house, some dormant aspects of
"me" came to say hello. I looked at them with surprise, and a bit of apprehension,
and realized that life during the last two years took me to a very different
path than what I imagined when I came to Findhorn. No complaints, I went through very rich,
exciting, fantastic two years. Enjoyed most of it and welcomed the challenges,
made new wonderful friends, and deepened my connection to this magical place
that is the Findhorn Foundation. I hope
that my journey will bring me back there, to the next phase of Foundation life.
At the same time, I am open to whatever comes.
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| Iona |
My lovely non Israeli friends want to follow my journey. Since they
refuse to learn Hebrew in order to read my blog (I have been writing this blog
for several years now), I am attempting to write in English. I surrender myself
to Word and its spelling check. As for grammar, well, I have a certificate that
I can speak, write and read English, it doesn't get better than that.
In order to park my personality on the passenger sit, and let my inner
self drive for a change, I went for a week to the Isle of Iona. There, in
Findhorn's retreat house, in the Sanctuary and on the beach, I surrendered,
reciting again and again the beautiful text that you see in the picture. It is
hanging on the sanctuary's door.
In
the ruins of the women's monastery, I found
my inner voice, I re-connected to the Goddess, a frequency that I did
not use for
over a year now. I did feel that I am losing my ability to channel
information
to people, to give healing, my co-creation in the garden diminished, but
new
portals opened, and I am forever grateful for our Spiritual Foundation
group and for the energetic work that we did together. While going
through energetic portals
that were opened by others, I closed my own unique frequency. It is time
to re-connect and re-create my life. How exciting! How frightening! But
mostly
exciting….
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| The women's monastery |
Iona is a magical, highly potent island. This was my forth visit and the
first that I did not spend half of it sick in bed. I guess I learned to surrender, to really open
up to the island. I did try to help the angels to reach the right decision
regarding my future, but they kept pushing me out of the "Council of Spirits".
Eventually I had to sit back and relax, and let them do their magic.
Back in Findhorn,
I started the disciplined work of grounding what came up in Iona, re-imprinting this new/old frequency in my
body. There are different ways to manifest the "plan", the vision
that one creates in a dream. I take the energy that emerges and send it through
my body. I used the guidelines of Astrid Gude's wonderful workshop
"Children of the Elements" and went on a journey through the elements. And thank you Sally, from the Rainbow Lodge BB, for providing such a wonderful environment
for deepening my connection to the Goddess within me.
2 weeks through the elements….connecting to the seed of potentials
(element of earth),
grounding the energy into the ground in the original garden,
crying and dripping (severe cold…) through the element of Water, re-imprinting with the help of Pia mark, washing in
the river (energetically, haven't lost my mind yet…Scotland…), transmuting negative
emotions and fears through Fire, and eventually reaching Air, expanding my
lungs and finding my voice, one outcome is me writing now…in English…
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| The Findhorn river |
My
journey takes me to Glastonbury, to Avalon. A morning in the Chalice
Well garden already sent me to bed…the energy is very strong here. The
journey
continues…and you will get to hear about it, about the insights that
slowly emerge, as soon as I get my strength back. Some chocolate and a
good night sleep should do it. Tomorrow I am climbing the Tor of Avalon.
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