Diary of an EarthDaughter: Woman, Land & Legacy

(clearing a path)  

(clearing a path)

 

(I had hoped to get this installment out to you prior to April's end, but Life had other plans. So, a story to start your Beltane for those who celebrate- let's welcome the joy of the fertile season with all its promise of abundant harvests to follow.):

We don’t have to travel very far for this month’s story. In fact, we go no further than my own backyard. Come on out for the latest.

Since this land informed us it wishes to be productive and to work in partnership with its inhabitants, I’ve rolled up my sleeves, sifted through my reference books, checked out design guides from the library and met with permaculture design consultant, Leslie Stevens of Sidewalk Farms in Portsmouth, New Hampshire. Leslie sat with me recently, and within a couple hours, mind bursting with ideas, crammed notepad at the ready, I was off to the compost pile, shovel in hand.

(cardboard; the first layer, goes down.)

(cardboard; the first layer, goes down.)

I laid out one trial bed with mulch retrieved from piles out in the back nine, leftover from years gone by, but perfect for our sheet layering purposes. Coffee grounds reclaimed from Starbuck’s, grass clippings were added.  Super loam and extra compost will round it out once we get closer to planting day. Regular doses of compost tea will keep the seasonal feeding going. Techniques to achieve the best recipe of layer ingredients vary, and I’m sure we will experiment, but for now this will do.

Leslie reeled me in from dotting the entire lot with beds, a macro appetite on a micro time budget. In my wild dreams there would be flowers for cutting: dahlias, wildflowers, Queen Anne’s Lace, coneflower, angelica; and snapdragon, calendula, violet, borage, bee balm, nasturtium for nibbling.  Harvesting gardens overflowing with lavender, echinacea, mugwort, yarrow, mullein, plantain, motherwort-a  brimming kitchen patch right out the back door bursting with basil, cilantro, lemon thyme, rosemary, chive, potted mints, creeping chamomile for the walkway….squash to disguise the hideous metal pen, and in the main veg garden old favorites like cukes, zucchini, tomatoes, peppers, experiments with lettuces, kale, chard, carrot, potato, scallion, and of course, a nod to the nightshades and dark beauties with celebrities such as Datura, Belladonna, henbane, foxglove, and mandrake…..

We will, however, begin m  o  d  e  s  t  l  y.

Leslie suggested three beds, plus filling in the wooden trough (a subject for debate as Steve wants to wrench the unsightly thing off the patio) for the kitchen herbs and a selection of cutting greens, maybe a few more herbs by the deck….and potting up lavender and rosemary for easy over wintering.  A restrained start, we'll see how my willpower holds out.

 (abandoned where it lay, farming equipment, out beyond the barn, curious tales they could tell.)  

 (abandoned where it lay, farming equipment, out beyond the barn, curious tales they could tell.)
 

(work underway for an outdoor ritual space)

(work underway for an outdoor ritual space)

Family Legacy

It’s worth noting that all but two of the tomato plantings (these being gifted to us from dear friend Selena’s seeds) will come from my own family stock, how cool is that??

(Selena's seedlings off to a winning start)

(Selena's seedlings off to a winning start)

Auntie Irene sent me smears of dried specimens labeled, “R.L.’s Red”, “Stripe” and “2016”. Dad tells me some of these seeds were carried on my great grandfather James Penley’s person as he walked from Western Virginia to the eventual Jackson/Penley homeplace in Greenville, Tennessee- about a 600 mile trek, without roads, bridges, through the forests, hills and dales. I'm told members of this seed pool have been in the family for 150 years!

(Auntie Irene & me at her place in Tn.)

(Auntie Irene & me at her place in Tn.)

(Great Grandma & Pa Penley:  Melvina and James)

(Great Grandma & Pa Penley:  Melvina and James)

Ohh, I pray I can raise them well and that they will grace our table come those sultry July and August evenings.  Send my seedlings a good thought, will you?

("Stripe" have sprouted in less than a week.)

("Stripe" have sprouted in less than a week.)

I’d like to grow as much as possible to keep us fed not only in the summer but year-round. We will take our baby steps this year, with successive planting and making tomato sauce, hopefully cutting back or eliminating the need to purchase it in the winter season.

Doing my best to follow in my ancestors’ lighter carbon footprint, I will teach Niko what I learn about this new growing methodology too. I cannot bear to think of a day when a Jackson descendant doesn’t put seedling to ground. And you can bet someday I’ll be the Granny in the garden patch with his wee ones, pressing sun warmed cherry tom’s into chubby upturned paws.

(Vintage Niko with one huge cuke circa Hobbit House gardens)

(Vintage Niko with one huge cuke circa Hobbit House gardens)

We are, by and large, divorced from our food sources, from the land we live on but, can you imagine the impact a small garden in every backyard, patio or porch could make? Leslie shared a story about a woman who rode her bike up the driveway and parked, dug something out of her pack and extended her hand revealing a potato. She said, “I want you to show me how to plant this.” Wonderful she wanted to learn, but sad she didn’t have a clue as how to. Another woman visited Leslie’s garden and pointed to a flourishing stalk and asked what was the plant. When she replied, “That’s potato”, a confused look spread over the woman’s face, like “Wait, I don’t see any potato, I see a green blooming thing here.” That potatoes are tubers and have both above and below ground growth was a shock.

(Red Bliss Potato: www.bonnieplants.com)

(Red Bliss Potato: www.bonnieplants.com)

Don’t feel badly if you are among those lacking tuber savvy, most of us are. Few of us grew up with backyard gardens. Fewer still grow one today. You have only to look around your neighborhood to prove the point.

I can think of no down side to tending a small backyard plot: for a minimal effort you have fresh food you can vouch for that is as local as one could wish, costing a fraction of what it would to go out and buy (after the first year of investing in getting the space up and running), the thrill of watching green things you've nurtured grow- think of all the learning and life lessons along the way: the rewards of honest efforts, understanding the life cycle, the connection to seasonal living and change, how to care for living things, the value of self-sufficiency, the pleasure of eating delicious, non-treated produce, the joy of sharing bounty with friends and neighbors or creating an extra revenue stream with the overage………

My relatives relied on what they grew to feed them out of necessity. They survived on what they planted, raised, foraged, or hunted. Today we have the luxury of deciding from many options how we will nourish ourselves. Even so, a grass roots return to the basics is underway all over the planet. Back to simpler lifestyles, to controlling where we get our food from so we know what goes into it. From faster, cheaper, less healthful and easy to conscious, mindful, invested, sustainable, restorative. We pull forward from the past what works while planning ahead with visions of safer, healthier, wiser collaboratives with the land and all its residents be they human, animal, mineral, or green allies. We are at a precious turning point- for the earth’s well-being and our own. What will our children, and theirs, inherit from our mis-steps? What can we do to repair the many devastating repercussions of our choices?

Questions like these can overwhelm, but don’t have to. Any one of us may not be the savior of this beleaguered world. Any one of us may not have all the answers. But each of us can grab a trowel, a few seeds and plant for a new beginning, one season, one yard, one person at a time.

(me in my first garden in So. Cal. @1986)   Blessings of the Green & Wild Deborah Fay

(me in my first garden in So. Cal. @1986)

 

Blessings of the Green & Wild

Deborah Fay

Diary of an Earth Daughter: A Visit w/ Valerianna Claff of RavenWood Forest

My visit with Valerianna Claff, artist, educator and steward of RavenWood Forest Studio of Mythic & Environmental Arts is one I'm eager to share with you. I first learned of Valerianna when Donna Johnson, a wonderfully talented coach I worked with some years ago, gifted me her evocative CD, Breath & Bone.  Though our paths had crossed on Facebook, it was only at our mutual friend, Jen Parrish-Hill 's wedding, that I had the good fortune to meet in person and visit with Valerianna, and also had the added pleasure of hearing her sing live at the reception.

Valerianna's talents are diverse; she describes herself first as an artist, with a B. A. from Colby College, and M.F.A. from Rhode Island School of Design and with exhibitions all over New England and beyond to her credit.  Brimming with her creations, both residence and studio reflect their forest home with natural object vignettes adorning nooks and crannies, window sills, shelves, tables.  She has spent twenty + years as an educator at Clark University in Worcester and has in private practice held numerous workshops, retreats, circles with healing, mythic and storytelling themes for women and her various communities. 

 The allure of visiting her wilds to see firsthand what she, as caretaker of RavenWood Forest/ resident studio artist (and her spunky housemate, Rhune Bear) were up to these days, was enough to set me on my way to the foothills of the Berkshires, known locally as "The Happy Valley". The drive was scenic and serene and my overnight visit was a feast for eyes and spirit. 

Tune in below to our podcast. Valerianna tells of how her manifesting rituals delivered her her home and The Forest Viability Enhancement Grant that funded her studio build. We weigh in our womens' journeys, the power of place, sacred healing and connection to land. A Rhune Bear cameo appearance + more. 

On the road to Chesterfield...

A welcoming entry.

Chief Guardian of RavenWood Forest, Valerianna's Maine Coon Cat, Rhune Bear.

Vignettes of beauty and nature fill Valerianna's home and studio.

Homely tools.

Nothing compares to the cheer & warmth of a wood fire.

He knows I am there but...

Rabbit.  Rabbit.

Rhu & Valerianna play hide and seek.

Off we go across the snowy drive for a tour of RavenWood Forest Studio of Mythic & Environmental Arts.

Valerianna. (artist selfie).

In, please.

Mixed media Grandmother sculpture Valerianna crafted.

Studio view.

earth daughter val reindeer pic.jpg

A Spiritcloth by Jude Hill.

 Coming attractions- Summer at RavenWood.

Keeper of the Woodland.

Gourd Valerianna made as a ritual/manifesting/dreaming vessel as described on the podcast. 

Rhu indulged me, finally!

With thanks to my hosts, caretakers of this snug woodland treasure, Valerianna & Rhu, and with good wishes that your work and mission will carry on for many generations to come.

To add one of Valerianna's fine art watercolors or Whisper Stones to your collection, follow this link to her Etsy Shoppe, RavenWoodStudios

www.ravenwoodforestarts.com

www.ravenwoodforest.blogspot.com

From ravenwoodforestblogspot.com

 

Blessings of the Green & Wild

Deborah Fay

 

Diary of an Earth Daughter: Where Niko Began

Niko is home for spring break and we decided to take a daytrip back to the towns where he was born and lived for the first year of life. He hadn't ever seen the area, having spent most of his growing up years here in North Andover. So Steve and I, Niko and Silvana trekked out to Leominster and Athol, Ma. to share the stories of his entry into the world and tour him by a couple of our fonder memory spots. He enjoyed being in the mountains and woods and taking in a change of scenery from his usual urban surroundings at UMass Lowell.  

I hope it filled in the chapter of life with some visuals and now a few memories of his own.

Leominster Hospital (UMass Memorial Health Alliance) -Where the D'Onofrio family began. February 26, 1998, 2:25pm.

Murals, Downtown Gardner- we moved from the Cape to this area due to a job opportunity in this town for Steve.

St. Mary's Monastery in Petersham, a community of Roman Catholic Benedictine monks living a contemplative monastic life. I did a couple of silent retreats here. As a new mom having moved to a region where we knew no one and had to grow a community from scratch, I found the option to overnight here in solitude a welcome respite from the challenges of new motherhood. Sitting in the small chapel (no longer here) listening to the monks perform services largely in Gregorian chant, with time to catch up on rest, read, journal were savored experiences that I am grateful for.

The Benedictine nuns of St. Scholastica Priory with whom they share their property reside here. Guests could take meals privately in a gorgeous dark paneled library while the nuns ate in their dining hall. Prayers and readings drifted through the closed door and added a peace to mealtimes.  

The Country Store in Petersham. Special to us for the bitter February night we ventured out to the store to enjoy an evening of live folk music by the cheerful pot-bellied stove. A gent offered up his rocking chair to a very rotund me. Quirky with lots of down home charm back then. Now the stove is a pellet burner in the back room, menu items include lots of locally grown, vegetarian and vegan options. Delicious.

An updated back room with pellet stove. Cozy as ever.

Petersham center.

Our first home in Athol.

House Number 2.

At Bearsden- conservation land I hiked often while carrying Niko and after he came along.

French King Restaurant, Erving. Long time vegetarian before carrying Niko- but found after a difficult deliberation that my body needed animal protein. This was the place I began that process. Back to my former eating habits these days.

It was a sweet family outing. So happy it came together and we were able to share this time together. 

 

Blessings of the Green & Wild

Deborah Fay

First of "Spring" Celebration Sale Weekend Now!

With the time change this weekend and Full Storm Moon on Sunday + 2 NEW SACRED MISTS  it feels like time to celebrate! So all weekend we are having a 10 % off sale at the Magic Apothecary. 

Why Use Sacred Mists anyway?

Therapeutic grade Essential oil mists are much more than a pretty smelling room accent. In fact, they are super(she)ro energyworkers: they act as space holders and energetic containers when used in ceremony, ritual, counseling, coaching, healing or meditation work. They also lend a particular vibration to your auric field and physical place when used for personal or professional occasions. They can disperse, undo, dissolve, free up that which is bound, shed that which is no longer useful, send packing that which is no longer desired.

They bring their magics to you via their unique botanical properties and personalities to yield powerful blends of aromatherapeutically based healing agents, transformational tools, and can align you specifically to what they are crafted to embody. By entering through your olfactory system, they deliver immediate results without the need to assimilate, digest or penetrate skin. This makes them a superior ally to add to your spiritual & well-being toolkit.

The mists also make thoughtul and empowering gifts to those with whom you live, love, companion and work. The Archetypal Sacred Mists are unique birthday gifts and can be a meaningful contribution to any rite of passage ceremony, transition celebration or life change acknowledgement.  A sale weekend is an ideal time to stock up!

We are introducing 2 brand new mists plus offering 10% off the entire apothecary collection. Enjoy, and let's welcome that extra sun and moonlight, shall we? 

USE COUPON CODE:SPRING10 AT CHECKOUT.

 

NEW Mists:

Steady & Ready Sacred Mist-

Steady & Ready is a creation made with the intention of adding a little grace to help you cope with the mad world in which we live. When life seems to be topsy turvy and you aren't sure which way is up or out, this would be an excellent time to reach for Steady & Ready. This Sacred Mist is intended to surround you in a vibration that will reach down on a cellular level and bring restorative grounding and resilience. Steady & Ready can assist when you are preparing for an anticipated challenge or in the event you are surprised with a sudden turn of events or unexpected upheaval. It is the strong shoulder and strength that smoothes over such times. In addition, it can aid you when you find it difficult to settle your mind or feel restless, when you need a break from yourself (!) or life in general.
A pure, therapeutic grade essential oil blend of: Balsam, Copaiba, Lime, Cedarwood, Lavendar. Fixed with alcohol. 

Listing is for 2oz. amber glass spray bottle

Rebirth Sacred Mist

Rebrith Sacred Mist is designed to align you with the deeper truths and aspects of self that wish to come forward and be brought out into your life. It can act as a companion to help hold sacred space for shamanic journeys, soul retrieval work, shamanic dismemberment rituals, therapeutic rebirthing work of any kind. It can encourage one to be brave when riding through the birthing/death passages of life and willing to rise above or rise from what once was. An empowering blend of therapeutic grade essential oils, Rebirth calls one back to wholeness and greater self-realization. Use this mist to encourage new beginnngs, fresh starts and to make deeper and lasting connections with your Sovereign Self. 

This Sacred Mist is appropriate to include in your Spring Equinox, Easter, Ostara, Passover and other celebrations focused on rebirth, hope, renewal etc.

A pure, therapeutic grade essential oil blend of: Ylang Ylang, Olive fruit oil, Lavandin oil, Geranium, Royal Hawaiian Sandalwood, Grapefruit, Tangerine, Spearmint, Lemon, Cypress, Davana, Lime, Ocotea, Jasmine, Blue Tansy, Rose. Fixed with alcohol.

Listing is for 2oz. amber glass spray bottle.

Heart Sacred Mist

This Sacred Mist is inspired by and created in honor of friends Z (Don Dickel) and Rebecca Nelson, partners at HeartStone House in Hampden, Maine. My family and I were planning our first trip up to visit and I wanted to make a spray as a gift for them. Tuning in to them and their sanctuary, warmth was the feeling that wished to be expressed through the blend. Orange is who first raised its hand to be included and when researching various meanings, I discovered its age-old associations with generosity and gratitude – two qualities that couldn’t have been more spot on for this duo. Reference Guide for Essential Oils by Connie and Alan Higley add, “Orange brings peace and happiness to the mind and body and joy to the heart…”. Having the main oil decided, the accent additions came together and include: lavender, cinnamon bark, geranium and frankincense.

This sacred mist is meant to evoke the feeling one has when she rolls up to a friends’ home for the weekend and knows she will be enthusiastically welcomed, well nourished, and cared for by those who find joy in giving of themselves graciously, and who charm a space with their own brand of magic, love and creativity. One leaves full of fond memories, contented, and reminded that good folk do indeed exist in this world and that you are lucky enough to know at least a few of them.

Gift this Sacred Mist to those whom you wish to celebrate, appreciate and honor. Appropriate for those needing warmth, kindness, upliftment, encouragement, strength, comfort, to be reminded of basic human good heartedness, generosity, good will, friendship, love, romance.

A pure, therapeutic grade essential oil blend of: lavender, orange, frankincense, cinnamon bark, geranium.

Listing is for 2oz. amber glass spray bottle.

 

View the entire Magic Apothecary collection here.

Root & Awaken Set (also sold individually)

Every season offers a chance for reinvention, renewal, reflection. We root down our intention seeds into the core of our awakening dreams. As soul gardeners, we claim our new beginnings and tend them until they come to life. Clear it out, leave it behind, get right with yourself, start fresh.

Begin by spending some time considering what seeds you will commit to tend and how you will go about that. Start with Root and spray yourself into sacred space, then write, sing, speak, or dance out your intentions. Add a second layer with Awaken, and let the spray raise you into a place where you can vividly imagine these intentions alive and real in your life. Repeat this process daily for a full moon cycle or at least 21 days to instill what you are working for into your psyche and subconscious. After your initial round, evaluate where you are, and if needed continue until your cycle is satisfied.

This listing features 2 2 oz. sprays:

Root contains: Ylang Ylang, Scotch Pine, Atlas Cedar,White Fir, Angelica, & Juniper therapeutic grade essential oils, distilled water, fixed with alcohol.

Awake contains; Geranium, Sesame seed oil, Cyress, Marjoram, Ylang Ylang, Helichrysum, distilled water, fixed with alcohol.
 

Blessings of the Green & Wild

Deborah Fay

Diary of an Earth Daughter: March Updates

Hello Kindred

Here are our updates to the March roster:

March brings us to the foothills of Western Massachusetts and our visit with Valerianna Claff: artist, educator and steward of RavenWood Forest Studio of Mythic & Environmental Arts. This issue includes both a photo journal + podcast. 

( One view of Valerianna's studio.)

 

Tennessee Pilgrimage postponed:  I will be sure to keep you updated as we get schedules sorted on this.

Niko's Look Back- However, we will be doing a daytrip out to Niko's birthplace (Leominster, Ma.) and show him around the neighborhood of his first two homes + our regular haunts from this era. Watch for the Photo journal here. 

May the swift winds of March

Enliven your spirit and flesh

to adventure out again

           and remember the sweet sound of the Earth

 

Blessings of the Green & Wild

Deborah Fay

 

Diary of an Earth Daughter: A Visit to HeartStone House

.Beginnings.

How could I have known that I had masters in my class, ones that were so full of heart, unconditional acceptance and compassion, ones that would draw me to inner worlds of new truth and of Love. Not the sappy romantic stuff, nor some lofty ideal of how we think we are supposed to conduct ourselves. This Love is Source in action. A living energy and magic in which each of us is composed. Our spiritual DNA, origin, some call it Presence, consciousness. I call it Love with a capital L. And somehow, I was lucky enough to have a couple attending that were oozing it. Not long after I met them, it was clear that my role as “teacher” was relative.

Pat and Norm. They enrolled into a series of workshop intensives I taught a few years back at ZuZu’s Healing Arts. The Heitmann’s, like Z and Rebecca, whom I met through Pat and Norm, are rare specimens these days (but hopefully not for long). I refer to the four of them as, “My Mainers”, and as you may know residents of Maine have a reputation all their own. Sturdy, resourceful, stoic, practical. Nothing much ruffles them: not the first snowfall in October, and not several feet of it falling over and over during the course of any given winter. Nor did they blink an eye at the prospect of driving five or six hours in a day to take a workshop with me. Therefore, it is no surprise that spending time with them is grounding, nurturing, reassuring, like laying back on a warm heap of leaves on a late autumn afternoon, soft sun lulling you into a daydream of mossy glens and bubbling streams. They take you as you are, shine light on all the best of you, and remind you to laugh, to take in stride life’s moguls; the knicks and battle scars you’ve collected over time only make you more intriguing. They keep it real. They are ones  you can’t help but want in your life, they are easy to be with and you feel good around them, really good. I can count on two hands the number of times I’ve actually been in the same room with them, but like many exceptional things in life, a little can go a long way. So, yeah. Lucky me!

Norm and friends reading Stones and Bones in my class at ZuZu's.

In class: Pat, third on right, and Norm first on right.

.Connections.

Pat and Norm have a knack for bringing others together, too. And that is how it came to pass that I met Z and Rebecca. And how Z and Rebecca met each other, too (but that is a story for another day). Maybe it’s something in the air up there in those mountians or just a simple natural law of like attracting like, but Z and Rebecca hail from the same capital L. Universe. Hugs, not handshakes are the greeting given. Guests are family. A sign in the living room invites you to “Make yourself at home.” And you do believe your hosts mean this. A current of honest caring and warmth envelops you. I had a profound healing or I think the better word is opening, while I was there. It was an unraveling of an old story line that required I shield myself against other human beings as a normal course of action. Tales of a wounded past, no longer pertinent, dissolved. Armor was removed and I was offered an opportunity to feel what Love without strings felt like- simply as a vibration of Life. It was much bigger than either of our hosts- it was more that they acted as conduits, conveyors of this force and it radiates, pulses, reaches out and wraps you up when you are in their proximity. Moreover, I felt myself able to absorb this Love and let it flow through me. Now nearly a month later, I am aware that this shift continues on and has taken root.

Z & Rebecca, My Mainer Masters. 

 

And here we thought this road trip was about talking soul bowls, burls and pizza making!

I can only hope the videos and photos here do HeartStone House and her stewards justice. For this installment, we highlight Z and his story as wood whisperer, pizza wizard, and craftsman extraordinaire. He’s been fast tracking his healing journey these past few years and has such a lovely joy and peace about him. A heart the size of the Grand Canyon, and with a generosity you won’t find in many, he is a special guy.

Rebecca, a true Renaissance woman, mother, healer, and ok, let’s just say it, Goddess incarnate, requested to stay behind the scenes- she almost got her wish- you’ll see what I mean in the video! She’s asked us back to visit over the summer, and you can be sure we will feature her then in her own issue.

May you enjoy your visit now as much as we did. And welcome to capital L. Universe.

The entrance to HeartStone House

A sculpture comissioned by Z for Rebecca.

Rebecca's now grown childrens' skates adorn the porch.

Main(e) living space.

Gong + bunt pans = impressive percussion experience. Workshops are held here from time to time.

Luscious light filled sanctuary.

Z and Rebecca.

Believe, indeed.

Birch hearts and stone.

Mantle with lanterns.

Still life sparkle.

Tranquility.

HeartStone House mantra.

This sentiment sits by the House phone.

The House namesakes are plentiful....

About to begin a morning stroll.

Only in Maine??

Sticks to roast the marshmallows.

Insert Pizza.

Z not only makes the pizza, but made the pizza maker!

Even Buddha hibernates.

Z and friends built the meditation house, much of it with wood from the site.

 Beauty in the details.

Enter.

One of the resident buddhas. Not pictured but so enchanting, a fireplace!

Corridor to an Otherworld.

Pat & Rebecca warming by the woodstove. almost time for pizza!

 Chef Z.

Pie in the Sky. Steve captures the action.

Steve setting the interview scene.

My boys, Niko and Steve: creative forces, tech wiz's and co-adventurers. Big thanks for all their help. Nothing better than having them along for the ride! And...I was moved to create an Aromatherapy Sacred Mist in honor of Z, Rebecca and StoneHeart House. It is named, Heart (of, course). You can find it right now in my Esty shoppe, the Magic Apothecary.

My boys, Niko and Steve: creative forces, tech wiz's and co-adventurers. Big thanks for all their help. Nothing better than having them along for the ride!

And...I was moved to create an Aromatherapy Sacred Mist in honor of Z, Rebecca and StoneHeart House. It is named, Heart (of, course). You can find it right now in my Esty shoppe, the Magic Apothecary.

 

~~Before we part company, if you would like to contact Z you can do so at:

floorman25@msn.com/www.zopherwoodart.com

~~Pat & Norm Heitmann host gatherings teaching about the Akashic records & offer private sessions blending Reiki w/Akashic work:

akashicexperience@tds.net

~~If you would like to have Steve produce your vlog or create a stunning promo piece, show for your business, or video for your website reach him here:

steve@creatingtelevision.net

 

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Until next time....

 

Blessings of the Green & Wild

Deborah Fay

Diary of an Earth Daughter Vlog Debut This Weekend!

HeartStone House, Hampden, Maine

HeartStone House, Hampden, Maine

 

This Saturday we debut our first issue of Diary of an Earth Daughter's travel vlog! My intent for the Diary is to make worlds of beauty and nature, people and stories that are near and dear to me or that have moved me in a very real way, or have added value and meaning to my daily rounds accessible to you- realms that you might not otherwise have had the chance to see and feel. I hope that when you step over the threshold you will be transported, just as we were, into magical spaces and conversations, to share the laughter and joy, the deep learnings, luminous scenery and imagery and be left with an imprint that enriches your own spirit, fosters a deepening of your path, opens you to new wonder. I hope this offering will bring you back from the edges of a world gone mad to act as your sanctuary and safe haven, a home that builds you back up and fills your love tank to overflowing.

The post contains 2 videos + a photo journal and personal reflections from our time at HeartStone House with Z (Don Dickel) and Rebecca Nelson. Partners in life, love, creativity and healing and with a powerful connection to the almost 11 acres in which HSH is nestled, I consider the two nothing less than modern masters of humility, generosity, and grace, visionaries of grand possibility,  living their truths with a rare awareness and peace. They are the kind of folk that hold a vibration that shifts one UP simply by being in their presence. Truth. I am still in the afterglow, nearly a month later!  More on that to come....

And....


This was the first time I traveled and worked with the boys (who acted as video production crew) and it was such a pleasure to merge my personal and professional worlds. We made a great team (if I do say so), each adding our own expertise and know-how to the mix. Both Steve (aka Dino), my hubs, and Niko, my son, share their thoughts on camera as well- so you'll get to meet them :). 


Blessings came in so many forms, all for you to share in. 

ALSO....New in the Apothecary

I
n honor of HeartStone House and Z & Rebecca, I've crafted a brand new Sacred Aromatherapy Mist for the Magic Apothecary: Heart. It too, will debut this weekend and will be available through the etsy shoppe.

Rebecca & Z photographed in front of Z's workshop/showroom in Winterport, Maine.

Rebecca & Z photographed in front of Z's workshop/showroom in Winterport, Maine.

 

 

 

 

Weekly Divine Download: You are the Beginning of the Transformed World

Each week when I teach the Magical Monday Musing magical tarot class, I work with a card that was pre-selected by a class member (or myself) back in December of last year. We pulled the cards face down so they couldn’t see what we chose. I recorded them on a calendar so when the week arrives that corresponds with the card picked, it becomes the featured card we study.

This week the card is the Wheel of Fortune. Not only do I blend my and others’ interpretations from an array of resources to describe the card and its archetype, but I also work with spirit to provide channeled messages for the class. These past few weeks the hubs and I have put together a video clip for you to get a glimpse into the week’s energy dynamic and highlighting a few of the messages that have come through- Divine Downloads.

The Divine Downloads tie in beautifully with what seems to unfold in the members’ lives plus what is happening in the outer world. This week the messaging reminds us of the importance of taking up our “responsibility” as in our response – to what is happening in our lives, paying attention and acting accordingly. The video clip speaks to The Wheel’s suggestion for us to be prepared to risk or take a gamble. Will you be called this week to step out of a comfort zone, to respond-to, something that is yours to do even if it seems too big or too much? Will you find the impulse within to take a risk and dump an old story, to scratch a way of being you are ready to banish? Will you allow yourself to birth a brand new personal paradigm in response-to a soul service you might feel called to, a sphere of influence you may be able to contribute to, a cause that is yours to speak to? Is your heart opening to a population you’ve never interacted with before? Do you sense a need to get involved with a community or tribe of kindred spirits that inspires you? Are you being pulled beyond old boundaries seeking new skills or taking them to another level? Are you feeling an inner nudge to study, advance, reveal your indwelling greater, wiser, holy you?

Accepting a calling is a holy act. It ushers you through a doorway to self-transformation. When you agree to take the initiation, you enact an irreversible decision to shift into a new form of yourself. You become a transformer, you radiate this, emanate it, are it. Your field pulses with this new you and it can be contagious. Others are drawn to you, often having no idea why! They just want to be near you because they want what you have. They want that same sense of connection, of self-possession, of power that comes from working your path actively and to the best of your ability. You raise consciousness by being conscious. You raise awareness by being aware. You heal by accepting healing. You spread joy when you are joyful.

In this way, you are the beginning of the transformed world. This week the Wheel is spinning and as Kim Krans, author of The  Wild Unknown Tarot writes, “..when this card appears the eye of the wheel is fixed upon you. Don’t be surprised if there’s a change of course heading your way, something you’d least expect. Whatever happens to you during this time know that it is bringing you closer to your life’s purpose.”

Blessings of the Green & Wild

Deborah Fay

New Video Clip + The Divine Call to Action + Last Day!

Whew, the times we live in, eh? I feel like we are deep down into the birth canal, no turning back, but neither far enough along to know what we are delivering. Birth is messy and this one is certainly no exception, is it?? What we are birthing as a world has yet to be revealed, but there can be no doubt we are laboring through history making moments that will define us forever.

How have you been doing, friends? So many of us seem to be body and soul-whomped, hurtling on waves of chaos, fear and rage, crashing onto shores of despair and disbelief. Some are floundering, strung out, hostile, bewildered. Every media outlet is lit up with the latest debate, report of today’s fake news, outcries of horror, stories of misery, alternative facts, conspiracy theories. We ride a toxic merry-go-round, each day another round begins, many succumbing to the rogue vibe through mental fatigue, physical illness, emotional exhaustion.

In the midst of this, however, the Divine Call to Action is rising up.  Some are called as Resisters and have even laid claim to a Beautiful Resistance. They fight the good fight, they’re demonstrators, justice seekers, rally marchers, activists supreme.  They are the, “it’s gonna be a loud four years”- voices that demand to be heard. They affirm the times require more than hitting the send button, they bring their bodies to their causes (for some their bodies ARE the causes), they show up in the flesh. Jean Shinoda Bolen, M.D. writes of the Women’s March on Washington in her recent newsletter:

Of the women I knew who were marching, and those I met on the plane, and those I talked to there, most were participating in their very first demonstration, and like me had felt “called” to be there.  The same could be said for those who organized these marches. We had responded from inside, from a heart that moved into action. This sense of being called or of saying “Yes!” is something important to remember: recollect other times in your life when you felt called to do something, to make a commitment, to change direction, to do what you felt was yours to do—from inside out..”

Others are Healing (R)evolutionaries. Back in October I went on an immram, an Irish form of vision quest. In it, I was transported to a place where the night was black, hushed, cold and clear. Suddenly two fierce warrior women appeared fighting each other both riding glorious white horses, swords flashing and ringing out as they struck one another. After a time, they battled off the screen in my mind’s eye their mounts whinnying, teeth gnashing, eyes rolling. Then I saw myself standing in the doorway to an ancient round house. I understood it to be a place of healing. The glow of the hearth behind me shone around my body, glowing like a fiery aura. I wore a floor length linen dress and over it a white apron. I wish I could describe to you the feeling of peace and calm. It was clear I was no warrior woman. I was a healing woman. And I felt completely myself and exactly where I was meant to be, doing precisely what I was meant to do. Utterly right.

I was reminded of this vision recently when chatting with my friend and extraordinary woman and healer Rebecca (whom you’ll get a glimpse of soon in our first Diary of an Earth Daughter vlog when we visit her and Z’s Heartstone House in Hampden, Maine) When the topic Inevitably turned to politics, Rebecca said she takes to prayer and meditation as her chosen forms of activism. From Darcey Blue’s recent post on Lights in the Dark at Imbolc:

“But I am not a fighter...I have always been a healer, a beacon, a teacher...at times I have described it as a "harbinger of another way to live in this world."  I fall outside the cliques and crowds, and I'm standing here on the edge, raw in my feeling the death throes and labor pains of this world.
This time is asking us to become the lights in the darkness.  Imbolc, that time of darkness, when we light candles, we burn fires to keep the winter at bay.  This time when the sheep begin to lamb. This time when sap begins to rise for a new cycle.  
How are you becoming a light?  What is your gift in this time of transformation?  How can you feed this fire? What can you offer the world to bring and share hope?”

Like these women, I find myself called to act as healer, providing sanctuary, refuge, solid ground in wavering times. To hold space for the quiet, the reflective, the gentle, the unfurling, the mystery, the revealing, the magic of (r)evolution. Writer Laurie Penny says, "All kinds of activism will be needed in the coming months and years. Including the quiet, gentle activism of quiet, gentle people."

Rider-Waite Deck

Rider-Waite Deck

From this week’s Magical Monday Musing class and the major arcana card, Judgement, we worked with understanding that we might indeed be called to act. To enact or allow our death, to let parts of our self die so that we could be birthed into something different than before and accept this as a rite of passage into a new phase of life. We are being asked to birth higher purpose. The week’s work coincides with world events and responses on so many levels and offers an empowered foundation for us. The Judgement card can also teach us about the nature of being the judge and judged. Sound familiar too? What a gift to have the cards and spirit to keep us focused and in the deeper and higher perspective right now. I’m profoundly grateful to this group- a form of my healing activism. The women here are ones you’d want to sit elbow to elbow with, all of us in support of each other’s journey as we each make our ways through the choices before us now and in the days ahead.

Wild Unknown Tarot

Wild Unknown Tarot

Today is the last day to join for February’s class. I hope to see you there.

May you hear the call clear and bright and have the courage and wisdom to follow where it leads.