Today I would like to share a story of surrender into the heart.
I am a blessed being and I bow in gratitude for all the abundance of the seen and the unseen present in this realm and beyond.
I would like to honor the healers and magical beings here today and all times, and in specific one.
I was about to go on a sacred journey planned mid May, a circle coming into infinity honoring the seen and unseen. It would be on the other side of the oceans and I was called to take my drum along, together with some stones. And although I knew this quest of sorts would be redirected before it even started, little did I realize what the realms had in mind for me.
And little did I imagine this journey would be entangled in sacredness together with Niamh of Stone Mad – the Heart of Rituals.
When I noticed her writings about her happiness that someone purchased a set of mooncards she creates and how it helped her to pay some bills, I sensed a deep longing to add to this happiness and request for a drum sounder. It had to be. I am not the biggest adherer of buying things on-line, but this had to be. I knew. I could feel it in my bones. And it would not even matter if I would never receive it in my hands, because I understood there was something else far more precious being born and extended into the realms.
I just surrendered in my trust in the multiverse, which is infinitely grander than my trust in anything else (…like the postal system).
So the journey unraveled its beginnings, simultaneously on many levels.
With everything she sent in advance, during and after the birthing of the drum sounder, I felt an overwhelming love.
From her, from all our helping spirits, from allies here and beyond,… I could give so many examples of connection and resonance in what she was expressing and creating for me. I had to laugh so hard and cry a little with the many details she had to go through – 13 days of ceremony and rituals to birth a drum sounder, and not only a drum sounder. So many more sacred accompanying allies, the sacred presents and presence, extended in a divine realm of care and being. She was guided and she listened.
There is so much more I would like to write about, but let me just bow in gratitude.
There is greater healing in what was birthed along the way than we will ever fathom.
If ever you are ready for something sacred, priceless, beyond your imagination and in total surrender, go find Niamh on facebook, Instagram or her webpage.
I hardly knew her and she hardly knew me. But that did not matter. We are never alone in love.
I bow in gratitude
for all the hands that held mine
for all the shoulders I could stand upon
for all the beings that guided me along
for all the silent whispers in the cold
for every morning I could breathe, open my eyes and see
for all the remembrance, reminiscence, knowing beyond time
for the yielding and the surrender
for the bad, the ugly and the wrong
for the abundance, the light
for life, for this time
for the realms, the dimensions, the multiverse travelled
for all the love that engulfed me, wrapped me and kept me warm
I bow in gratitude and kiss the ground we walk upon
Growth is knocking on your door
into another vibration
the choice is yours
to change the route of what is coming at you
which reverberation to ride
and which one to just let pass and wave goodbye
I will share more of the sacred journey in the days to come.