On a personal level that synchs-in well with the end-of-water-cycle song I've always intended to post as a listen only '20 remaster of Uncle John's Band. What else could I possibly pick? A song that gives me shivers of happiness and knew-so-many-people--from-before glad tidings each and every time I hear it.
We're currently abiding in the energy of a Cancerian full moon with its peak expression most likely happening today or early tomorrow depending where you live and how vibe-sensitive you are. My feelings about water-sign full moons are mixed. For one thing they bring up so much intensity of feeling, memory, and intuition that my various fire aspects more or less leave the building in order to the preserve their essence. I never enjoy those times. Without my fire/solar energy I'm never quite sure who I am.
example: I once went into a local apothecary on a nothing-but-water day. It was near the end of the third (solar) month of my first self-guided chakra intensive experience. One of my biggest illuminations from that experience occurred when I realized I had no idea who I was on the inside. I knew what I did. I knew what I was good (and for that matter bad) at. I knew where I'd been and where I wanted to go but I didn't know who I was at the most pivotal and entirely solar center of my own self-awareness. I didn't have any sense of that energetic wheel at all.
[blue is the sacral center's cool-down color. This can be hard for people who don't really "do" deep water energy work very comfortably or at all IF they happen to associate blue with Water rather than Sky. I had that problem for a while with a strong glowing red sense of connection to my root chakra. Red to me was fire and hence I could never seem to get 'grounded' vibes from it so much as rapaciousness.
Three different people have asked me about this blue/water /how-can-that-possibly-help-me-dry-out conundrum. And much as I've chafed over hearing this answer myself it's the truest truth. Just in case there are others: You have to concentrate. You have to be willing to accept that in the beginning your concentration might not seem to be produce anything you can recognize - or anything at all. You have to be okay with that and remain open to nothing happening. This "failure" is quite likely to re-assert itself as an out of the blue insight or inspiration that seems to present itself in an immediate and wholecloth way. Be open to the appearance of BLUE color ray energy appearing of its own accord to cool excess orangeness and/or to emphasize something that seems to emerge spontaneously at the speech and/or vision energy centers. This may happen in synch with the Dive or at a future point - most likely when you least expect it.]
Montana Blue Centaurea, pictured above, makes a wonderful flower essence most usually associated with the head chakras. But look at the feathery petals. Imagine gently dropping the womb-center's energy into a bed of such magnificence. I find it's really invaluable for stabilizing and clarifying the sacral energetics of intuition. The more powerful it feels the more I seek to counterbalance that with some ongoing degree of head-based Vision clarity. Montana Blue and Italian Alkanet are equally amazing for this kind of crystalline back-up.
At the time of my first (self and book guided) chakra intensive experience back in my late 30's I 'thought I'd done something wrong' or otherwise misguided. So I went into the store seeking advice on how to gain a sense of who I was. This upset the store owner who refused to accept the reality of me on a no-fire day. (she was an aries and we related to each other in a distinctly aries kinda way...) Just would not accept it and so there were tears profound enough to convince her - okay, this person I in no way perceive as having this type of problem is having it nonetheless.
She went to her healer's strengths as well as her pendulum while I told her I needed something to help me know how I to get all the links in my energy chain lit and linked up as an ongoing thing. We settled on a specific tarot deck and Sweetgrass flower essence. Taking it led me to "suddenly" think or imagine four different ways I already was connected to my entire column as well as my full self but had simply/not-so-simply forgotten how to utilize the power/personal responsibility of turning the lights from bright to dim. The problem had been my hyper-specific notions of how I was "supposed" to be doing and feeling things.
[California Poppy holds so much healing for our species. The entire plant containing all its phases of seed pods, flowers and buds, and roots can be tinctured for a very effective pain relieving agent. I like adding three parts California Poppy to one part dried lavender buds previously whizzed through a blender. Although I usually chop and grind to maximize surface area - the first time I work with a plant for tincturing purposes, I always ask the plant's primary/largest plant colony ahead of gathering - which would you prefer in order to help me and together help others? CaliPop always wants to remain intact for me. At least so far.
I work with California Poppy flower essence a lot and for many reasons. Primarily I take it in combination Green Bells of Ireland. Year before (almost) last I was guided by both flower medicine spirits in a series of dreams and meditations. They wanted - as in REALLY wanted - a small plot in the field garden where they could grow and commune together specifically to combine in an essence. I promptly ordered the necessary seeds and buzzed with anticipation. will tell the whole story - picking up at this point when we're deeper into the Solar region of Everything.
P.S. the two flowers pictured above were part of the essence bowl's contents.]
A few days ago we had prodigious rainfall. This caused several types of shifted consciousness. For one thing the precipitation and 8 inches of snow melt runoff caused a true watershed's worth of water to barrel through the edge of our property more or less within the stream bed. In some places it broached the bed and spring run-off grooves long established. I stood at the glass doors in J's office and quite suddenly understood why this specific perspective leaves him at times preoccupied with flooding potential. Always thought it was a dimensional skew based on what I see from the much higher back window in the studio. And it is, but on my end.
As I stood watching from the studio stairs I opened the window so I could also hear the water running while the rain pounded in the stream and everywhere else. It sounded without exaggeration as loud as the spontaneous waterfalls that formed following flash-flooding just above the tree-line in Yosemite on an afternoon in late August when my son and I were there. Also, as I stood listening from the safety of Inside, I felt in my body the way I've felt on a trail ride when the horses go all horse-like one right after the other with a ripple of Horse Expression that could mean nothing or everything. It was exhilarating and I took it in as a fitting end to this month of sacral challenge, deliverance, and ongoing illumination.
J took a short film from the center of the bridge just past noon when everything was at its peak level of water-based mayhem and chaos. I waited two more days and didn't go out to the same spot until yesterday morning. By then the water had receded and slowed itself a good bit. Took some pictures of the ice and water. Walked in the woods just a little to see portions of what J describes based on his daily repetitive loop. The path out to the field is deep muck. I need to coordinate mental incentive with physical willingness to leave the sacral womb-feeling of my studio space because the field will be even deeper muck.
as we get ready to move towards the yellow/solar center I'm thinking alot about cauldrons. Fire forging a cauldron of some kind from earth-metals or very thick clay. the cauldron holding whatever water/sacral energy we may need for continuing.