AFTER THE RAIN/REIGN SATURN/URANUS SQUARE…

The rain sofly fell after the heat of the day and it was all the more welcome to those who had been walking the path for a very long time. The dusty earth was scorched and wore away at the souls of their feet and the softness of their hearts.

In the heavens a star shone brightly and a myriad of stars filled the sky as night descended on the Earth and the sun cast a golden glow behind the hills. This journey had brought them far, from many lands and across the oceans. The tiredness they felt was palpable among them. A quiet air of keep going and be focused on each step they took was felt by all who walked this way.

Yet something in the air was building. A strange glow in the night sky unlike anything they had seen before was building in intensity. It grew with each day they walked and became a companion they settled with at night.

As they rested the deep mauve of the sky blended with the darkness of the night and it travelled across the hills and settled on their sleeping forms. It flowed among the hills and the valleys and touched each flower and plant on the Earth. Nothing escaped the touch of this blessing that silently moved on the breeze. And it was at this time in the deepest recesses of the mind the notion was formed that the journey we were on would be one that would be repeated time and again on the path of the Earth. There would be a time we would return and take this journey just as now. But the softness of this purple dawn was telling us

‘forget the weariness of this journey and lay down your heart as a memory on each step you are walking so that you will have the chance to fill those steps one more time. You are the ancestors you will look to in the heavens. You will return through the landscape in every eon until you have found the golden path of eternity. It is a mere thread of consciousness that touches you when you least expect it. There is nothing to frighten you or make you feel less only yourself. You will come across many things that can disturb the fine tuning of a being such as you but it can also spur you on to do wondrous things on the Earth. Each thing you do however small, that is done with love and faith, becomes a signpost back to you. Nothing is lost. Nothing.’

The time of the purple dawn was one of listening to the Heart Beat of Mother. Remember how we rested our heads on the sacred earth each night to hear the rhythm of her heart sending out all the love she held within her to carry us on the journey we undertook. The heavens are responding to our call. The gentle mist of the purple dawn is descending and it is resting on the hills where we walk and in the night sky that we gaze upon for signs.

Let this time of challenge be one of lifting you up to the heavens and diving deep within the heart of your ancient alchemy. Let love fill you for the journey that was taken long ago and is repeated in a new age. Mother is waiting for you to take up the staff of love and walk with it once more.

‘Whatever challenges you must be put down within your mind and cast aside like a pebble upon still waters. Let it go out and be lost among the waters to be cleansed once more. The cloak of the night will be replaced by the purple mist of the dawn and you will be once more handed your ancient childlike heart to hear the wisdom of those who whisper to you on the breeze. Listen. Listen beyond your own understanding but keep a mindful eye on the thoughts that would trick you as they are merely the threads of old patterns you wove to test you. Wear the cloak of Mother and let her sit with you at a warm flame under the night sky. This is the way of the elders. To listen to the flame and hear the breath of the wind. This is your way. You have remembered. Nothing is lost.’

Mother. Spiderwoman tales

2021

Caroline K