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I knew I would eventually write this post about the sacred masculine.  How could I not!?  I live with four males.  When my husband and I decided to have children neither one of us really cared what gender we had, just health.  After we had two boys I thought it would be nice to have a girl, but was okay with a boy.  After all we already had the set up and knew how to parent boys.  And so it happened our third boy came.

I meditate often on boys, my boys, yang.  I dream and wonder how it is that I came to be One Who Prepares them.  One Who Holds energy for them.  Growing up we had neighbors, three brothers.  I spent practically everyday I could with them.  In school and including college I mostly had male roommates.  It was just that way.  I had no idea, but I believe I was being prepared to care for a tribe of boys.  Mud slinging, rough housing, loud, energetic, gentle, sweet, caring, quiet boys.

We have been transitioning energetically out of a time known as Solar Masculine, into a time known as Solar Feminine and Lunar Masculine.  Our times are known as the New Earth. Energetically things are balancing out.  Women are finding their voice and standing in their power. Men are becoming more respected for how gentle they are finding power in holding energy.  What I mean is they are coming into a place of peace within themselves.  Preservation not destruction is in their sphere of thoughts.  Creating.

In America we are experiencing devastation to the land and our bodies because of monoculture farming and pesticides. But grass roots are evident and small farms are popping up.  Farmer’s Markets are very trendy and gaining popularity each year.  Men and women are finding themselves abandoning the american dream as we knew it for life in the country, or even urban living with gardens and chickens. Sustainability. We are the change we wish to see as it has been quoted by Ghandi. People who never touched dirt in their life are setting up small plots in their yards and planting seeds, watering and tending and finding a nice little harvest.  Folks are tired of being sick and dealing with outdated institutions that really just want to make money off of us.  Illness care makes money, healthcare does not.

Switching gears I want to talk about Sacred Union.  The inner marriage of duality. Duality is separation.  When those energies marry there is oneness.  Just as two people marry and become one, we have the inner energies uniting.  At the very core of the universe there is no separation, however it is my belief to better understand this concept we must come to earth and then make our way back to Oneness. It is a cycle. A circle.  We leave Oneness to come here, and then we immediately begin to return that that Oneness.  Along the way, during our journey we live within the duality, we struggle, there’s a pulling.  Spirituality is meant to be a Path to achieve balance and mastery.  To ascend.  To be multi-dimensional. To exist in many dimensions at once.  To better understand our nature and our planet, our universe.  Macro and micro.  Compassion.  Tolerance. Consciouness happens in waves and individuals come to earth to assist with these collective conscious awakenings.  Like seeds we are planted all over.  And like seeds, we take root.  It may rain, and we may struggle against the wind, but eventually something grows out of it.

Honor and reverence.  I believe these traits are growing out of our boys.  Honor for women and their personal power and what women can contribute.  I have had to spend a lot of time purifying within this life.  My heart and mind are new. When I married I had no idea what would happen.  I didn’t know how many children I wanted, so we started with one.  I didn’t know anything about homeschool, but we followed our hearts.  I had to fight doubt and learn to Trust. This may sound wierd to many, but it is completely natural to me, I have taken a lot of advice from Grandmother Nichole.  My future self.  The healer and teacher within travels across time and space, becoming multi-dimensional, and Sees what needs to be seen.  Creator comes to me symbolically.  Some people call it synchronicity. Shapeshifting, Creator visits us within the many forms of creation.  Through study, trust and the Unseen we learn wisdom.  We become Wisdom Keepers. Holding space and energy and even time for posterity.

Our tribe has manifested our particular heaven on earth.  It looks like a little cottage in the country.  It looks like our own business where creativity reigns.  A legacy.  Hard foundational work. We are giants and our children will stand on our shoulders.  It’s all grass roots.  There are many ways all of this can be done, and there are plenty of folks out there to help.  Some start with current institutions rebuking them.  Some, like us are starting at ground level and building new structures, new foundations.  I know my boys are builders.  Walkers of this path. I don’t fully know yet what they will do, but the seed is in their hearts. I hope the sacred container (home) in which they are living and learning is nourishing enough and free enough for them to unfold in the way Creator wishes it.  It all starts with family culture.  It took me some time to figure this out.  I love helping my community, so my time is best spent at home with our children and working from the inside out.  It’s how I Serve.

Maybe this made sense, maybe it’s confusing.  Either way I want you to know that it is my sincerest hope and prayer that what we are doing here in our home is reverent.  It is for the community.  My little life is doing something big. I meditate on that often…what am I doing, what am I contributing. Once I go to dust I will live on and on and on, and that makes me eternal.

My prayer here today and always is for all the little boys, all the teenagers, all the young men and all the adult men.  I pray you find peace in your heart.  I pray you are not misguided and distracted from Source.  I pray you unfold according to the seed that was planted in your heart.  I pray that if your home was not warm, that you find that warmth yourself or in new relationships.  I pray for your brokenness as I have prayed for mine.  I pray for our men to heal and stand in their power as reverent.  I pray men understand proper use of power. I pray for the healers and teachers. I pray you honor your women or the women in your lives. I pray for your inner marriage and integration. I pray for Mother Earth. I pray that I really don’t know anything and that God will just take care of it all.

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I have been so excited.  You haven’t seen me much, unless you are on Pinterest or Instagram.  I took a break from Facebook to rest my brain a bit and answer a Call from Creator.  I kept loosely connected to the grid with the other forms of media to continue my research, but share a little.  Immersion.  Listening.  Integration.  Those are definitely three words I would say describe where I have been and I cannot believe it has taken this long to reach a place of reflection and writing combined.  Something I am willing to share.

Easter time called for the ressurection of a new year.  A time for planting new seeds, for learning, for deciding truly where we needed to be this year.  All the planning of the winter months and dreaming was making itself manifest.  And in many respects we were wrapping up an old cycle, such as W’s drama class.  I was proud to witness my son in a muscial with many hard working homeschoolers from elementary and high school.  Now W has entered into Third grade, hence Language Arts and the Old Testament.   And I am excited to begin a new cycle with my second son who began First Grade with Grimm’s Fairy Tales.  And in my arms I continue to nurture sweet baby as he rounds out at 8 months strong.

So within my immersion has been The fascinating story unfolding.  The Old Testament.  I feel like I am 9 again.  The 9 year change and the battle that goes on within, the separation, the setting apart.  The consciousness.  I have felt like a new lens has come into place in front of my eyes and my perception is clearer.  The Old Covenant.  Hebrews.  Jewish Festivals.  Moses.  Abraham.  Noah.  Babylon.  This time I am using different resources than when I was actually nine, but I have also found my self treading the old stones that have led me and now my boys back to my old home church.    The church of my childhood.  I am seeing this great story with new eyes.  Receiving.

G-d called me to Listen.  Over and over that is what I have heard.  In doing so, G-d has led me back through a couple thousand centuries.  I taste the dirt in my mouth.  I feel work of The People in my bones.  I long to hear the tale, the struggle and the redemption.  I feel truly blessed to be guided by The Guide through this time period, so that I better Know myself.  And most importantly so that I may take what I have learned and apply it consciously to my life.  To live in Grace.  To walk in prayer.  To sin, but to have compassion for myself and a new understanding.

Waldorf has truly been a blessing in my life.  A healing education.  A healing agent.  I am the bridge for myself, and my children are a new generation within the new paradym.  I am finding information far and wide, with no stone unturned.  Gnostics, Mystics, the story bible itself, documentaries, movies, curriculum, inner wisdom, combined with an unveiling by Creator Mother Father G-d.  I am facing my own evolution.  My own shadow and light.  I am praying harder than ever, clearer, and more vigorous.  I am engaging my will and my body more.  I feel an equillibrium that drives the feminine and masculine aspects of myself flowing back and forth.  My vehicle is optimal.

The stories are there and they are great.  Creation.  The Garden of Eden.  Archangel Michael and Lucifer.  The Tree of Knowledge.  Consciousness.  Noah and his children and their expansion out to people the different distant lands.  Moses.  The Old Covenant. The Israelites.  Passover.  Abraham.  The Kings.  The Prophets.  It is amazing and symbolic.  I feel different.  I am different.  This journey, which I am only in the middle of is still unfolding.  I am learning the relation of this story, the times and the different cultures…the cosmic language of our soul.  And I take no offense.  In fact, the Sacred Feminine invites me to be a healing agent to myself with the waters of forgiveness.

I have read passages to my children.  Drawn and colored pictures.  We have also taken these stories into our body by singing more.  In doing all of this, and in those secret hidden places, much like the depths of the ocean we do not see…bubbles appear and rise containing old behaviors, karma, actions and thinking that I in no way agreed to in the first place.  I agree to purification.  I agree to love.  I agree to breathing in the immense connection of my sacred union and family.  I am home.

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