Magic on the Mountain

Yesterday morning when I woke up, my aura was 10 feet wide. I could not stand to have anyone touch me, stand to close, or being anywhere near my energy field. It was just one of those days where you are carrying too much energy, and you feel extra, extra sensitive. My attempts to ground myself and pull my aura in were futile. I realized that what my body was really telling me was that I was tired and needed to recharge my psychic batteries. For me, this usually means getting out in nature and spending some quality time with the elements. The moon was supposed to be full and amazing, so my husband, Scott, and I decided to take a full moon hike.

We set out on our trek around 8:00 PM. We took our 10 year old son Mykah, and our great dane, Saphira. We both felt strongly that we should climb to the top of a butte near our house, the R mountain. The R mountain is actually an ancient volcano that you can hike to the top of and feel like you are on top of the world. We arrived at the base at 8:30, and set out. The view of the surrounding area as the sun set was surreal.


The trail was very steep, and my Goddess shaped body is not really built for this kind of activity. As I struggled along, a huge blue dragonfly started hovering in front of me. I tapped into her energy to communicate. "Hurry, come on!" She encouraged. She was so beautiful, and her energy was so light and pure. She told me that she was so glad that we had come. I told that I was not sure I was up to this kind of a hike. She offered me her light, powerful energy to keep going. I did better for a little bit, then started to struggle again. The trail was extremely steep. Soon, she returned with a friend. Two huge blue dragonflies circled us, surrounding us with their joyful energy. In time, and third dragonfly joined them, and they escorted us all the way to the top of the mountain. When I reached the top of the caldera, I looked to the sky and gasped. There she was, Luna, the moon Goddess, smiling down on us in all of her glory. A huge, brightly lit moon was my just reward for the struggle up the trail. And, man, was it worth it! I sat down on a boulder overlooking the caldera and took it all in. The energy surged through my crown chakra, creating a powerful pulse of energy through out my whole body. I felt like I could not move a muscle. Soon, I could feel the buzz of my root chakra activating, and I realized what a sacred place we were in, where Pele, the volcano Goddess, comes together with Luna, Goddess of the moon. Pele's message of inner strength and positive vibes, combined with Luna's message of inner peace and the clearing of negative energies from my aura was just what I needed to feel renewed and recharged. The three of us sat in silence for a long time, allowing the miraculous energy to blend with our own. Scott took a picture of me standing on a giant lava rock, bathing in the moon light.

The hike back down was all by the light of the moon. Just as the dragonflies escorted us up, a bat escorted us down. We agreed to hike to in silence, so that each would be free to explore their own thoughts. I was feeling a tremendous of gratitude for what I had experienced. It was clear that the universe had urged us here to take in this ethereal experience, and that the dragonflies and bat that escorted us were there for our protection. As if the moon experience was not enough, when we were halfway down the mountain, we were treated to the biggest, brightest shooting star that I have ever seen. It was a night so full of magic, that I will never forget it. I think that I can safely speak for all 3 of us when I say that we will be forever changed.

You are marvelous, divine beings...Now stand the hell up and act like it!

I have really been drawn all things Goddess for the last couple of years. I love the old Goddess mythology, Egyptian tales, etc. I LOVE that the oldest depictions of the Goddess show a very round, chubby, mommy shaped Goddess. In fact, when I saw pictures of that, I though, "My god, maybe I am the Goddess. She is shaped just like me!" A good year later, I read a thought provoking book, "The Moon Under her Feet". That book left me with the full realization that I really am the Goddess. I am Isis, Goddess of motherhood and domestic arts. I am Inanna, the Queen of Heaven. I am most certainly Artemis, Goddess of dance, singing, and enchantment. I am, without a doubt, Demeter, Goddess of protecting women. I am also Kwan Yin, Vesta, Anu, Danu, Rhiannon....and the list goes on. I am, in all of my greatness, just like them. When I am nurturing my children, healing my clients, tending my garding, loving my dogs, cleaning my home, baking bread, tending to family members and friends in need, I am the the Goddess. I am also, in my darkest moments, just like them. When I am grieving, sorrowing, raging against injustice, or just raging to rage, I am the Goddess. When I having PMS and I am being mean to my husband and kids, I am the Goddess. When I am laughing with friends, playing games, teasing, joking, singing, and spreading joy, I am the Goddess. When I am communing with nature, hiking, swimming, basking in the sunlight, soaking in the moonlight, and loving the earth, I am the Goddess. When I can forgive those who have hurt me, and when I can forgive myself for my own missteps, I AM THE GODDESS! It is an amazingly freeing realization, to become the Goddess. I am all powerful. I control everything around me. I am a formidible force for good, being that I am the Goddess and all.

Sometimes I need to be reminded. Last week, I was playing in a softball game, and I got up to bat. I was thinking about how tired I was feeling, how much work it is to get a good hit and run the bases, and that maybe I should just try to walk. Then my inner guidance slapped me inside the head and said, "You are the Goddess, dammit! Act like it! The Goddess can swing the bat and run, for pity's sake!" So, you know what? I swang the bat, and I hit, the ball, and I got on first base, no problem. The Goddess is no sissy, after all! And neither am I. Anything that I need to do, no matter how difficult, can be done when I remember who I am.

And hear comes the point of this article. Are you ready? Have you already figured this out? Take a deep breath, this may come as a shock. YOU are the Goddess. Yes, you are. You really are. When you nuture, love, laugh, cry, dance, sing, rage, scream, or just be....you are She. The Queen of Heaven. When you love someone you would love to hate, you are Her. When you get all riled up about something seemingly trivial, you are Her. She is you. You are me. I am you. Do you get it yet? We are all one. One in our love, one in efforts, and one in our attempts to change to world.

The Goddess in me needs to change the world. She is passionate about it! She won't leave me alone about it! She came here to get things done, and she won't rest until it is so. Will you join me? Will you rise up, claim your divinity, and be the Goddess? Will you smile when people call you a bitch, and know that Bitch is just another word for Goddess-that-scares-the-crap-out-of-people? Will you follow your heart, listen to your inner guidance, and get the job done? Will you remember, even when you feel like wimping out, that the Goddess is not a sissy? I believe that you will. I know that if you let the Goddess out of the bag, that your life will never be the same. I know that if you decide to embrace you own inner Goddess, and join us, that you will be a force to be reckoned with. I know that you will be unstoppable, fearless, and, I hope, that every once in a while, you will proudly wear the label of Bitch Goddess!

Do it all ready, dammit!

Okay, I started this blog because I am feeling the need to write, and I have had so many magical things happen in my world lately, I would love to share them. The problem is, my ego just keeps getting in my way! This morning, while in the bathtub, I was told about an article that I need to write today. I get a lot of intuition in the tub. Unfortunately, my laptop does not belong in there. Anyways, I get out of the tub, get dressed, and head into the mediatation room to write. I declare to my husband that I am not doing ANYTHING until this article is written. That is when I realize that I really should pull my hair up, since I simply can't write with wet hair streaming down my back. After my hair is put up, I realize that I am unable to write with bad breath, and stop to brush my teeth. Then, I settle in to write....but I forgot my coffee. And maybe I will be more successful if I have some incense burning. I end up out at on the patio looking for matches, which results in the dogs coming in to help me write. By this time, I have realized that what I should really be writing is an article about avoiding, because that I what I am truly skilled at. Perhaps, I reason, I should light a chime candle, and be determined to write until the candle burns down. Brilliant. I light a white candle, call in my angels for guidance, and settle in to write. That is when I bump the coffee table and spill coffee all over my new Archangel Rafael cards. Crap. Okay, cards cleaned up, ready to write. Now, the kids are home from grandmas, and beating the tar out of each other. Husband deals with kids, now bassett hound jumps out on the couch and whips me in the face with her tail. Candle is burned down by 1/4. All right, I don't care if this house burns down around me, I am writing this now! As soon as I check my facebook page....