Friday, March 20, 2015

Happy Spring Equinox! (March 20-23)

Happy Spring Equinox and Spring Season! :)

To all my witches, wizards, pagans, wiccans, lightworkers, and nature worshipers!


Communion: The Wholeness of Attention
by Ariel Spilsbury

Spring is the season when we naturally feel like skipping, singing, sauntering, savoring.

First Love (excerpt)
Denise Leverton
It was a flower
there was Before I saw it, the vague past,
and Now. Forever.
Nearby was the sandy sweep of the Roman Road,
and where we sat the grass was thin.
From a bare patch of that poor soil, solitary,
sprang the flower, face upturned,
looking completely, openly into my eyes.
I was barely old enough to ask
and repeat its name.
'Convulvulus,' said my mother.
Pale shell-pink, a chalice
no wider across than a silver sixpence.
It looked at me, I looked back,
delight filled me as if
I, not the flower,
were a flower and were brim full of rain.
And there was endlessness.
Perhaps through a lifetime what I've desired
has always been to return
to that endless giving and receiving,
the wholeness of that attention,
that once-in-a-lifetime
secret communion.

This poem describes the nature of what it is to live continually in this state, often called being a Mystic...which is to have a "wholeness of attention" that is endlessly giving and receiving simultaneously. The closest word I know to describe this state is communion. Becoming apparent "otherness," being one with it until it reveals its ecstatic delight in simply being a part of the creation! 

In our over-busy, facing-away-from-the-present-moment-looking-down-button-pushing, hamster wheel society, taking time for such communion is made to seem pointless, time 'consuming' and utterly frivolous. That could not be further from the truth, at least if one intends to be AWAKE in the ecstasy of this creation! In the very process of being empty (without thought) enough to BE in a state of communion with life, the juicy inspiration and inexplicable ecstasy which actually gives life meaning, somersaults joyfully into us, laughing as exuberantly as a two year old...

And for no reason
I start skipping like a child.
And for no reason
I turn into a leaf
That is carried so high
I kiss the Sun's mouth
And dissolve.
And for no reason
A thousand birds
Choose my head for a conference table,
Start passing their
Cups of wine
And their wild songbooks all around.
For every reason in existence
I begin to eternally,
To eternally laugh and love!
When I turn into a leaf
And start dancing,
I run to kiss our beautiful Friend
And I dissolve in the Truth
That I am.

As we are actually an intrinsic part of nature (rather than separate from it), Spring is the season when we naturally feel like skipping, singing, sauntering, savoring...the fullness of life scintillating through our veins like champagne bubbles making us giddy for no reason. It takes a lot of personal will and cultural programming to keep us choosing to focus entirely on "work," rather than, even for moments, communing in the wholeness of our attention, with existence, in the form of a hummingbird outside our window, or the bacchanalian sound of honeybees wildly celebrating with their tambourines in a rosemary bush, or the delicious feeling of sun licking wintery cold from our skin and psyches. 

So in this Turn of the Divine Wheel of Time, this acupuncture point of Spring Equinox, I invite you to take time to consciously COMMUNE AND CELEBRATE WITH ALL LIFE that we are in fact alive and awake in the creation!

Where does the real poetry come from?
From the amorous sighs
In this moist dark when making love
With form or Spirit.
Where does poetry live?
In the eye that says, "Wow-whee"
In the overpoweringly felt splendor
Every sane mind knows
When it realizes.. our life dance
Is only for a few magic seconds,
One bloom of a rose,
From the heart saying,
No Shouting..

"I am so damn

Wherever you find yourself this Spring Equinox, gather your beloveds to commune and simply celebrate that we are alive and awake!! For those fortunate to be in the Bay area, we will be wildly celebrating Spring Equinox. Come join us in the revel of Spring shouting out and amplifying our joy! From one who is savoring the "end of the somersault" of this life dance, I invite you to celebrate the preciousness of this life with me!!
Your sister in Delight,  Ariel

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Having A High Wealth Consciousness

To all my folks out there
about their cash
making money
healing their money beliefs
and using their wealth in a positive way

I wanted to share with you some of the many names for money:

bank, Benjamin, bills, bones, bread, bucks, butter, cabbage, cake, cash, cheddar, cheese, clams, c-notes, coin, cream, dead presidents, dinero, dough, ends, G's, greenbacks, green, lettuce, loot, moolah, paper, roll, scrilla, stacks

I saw a great tee and had to share it

Much love and dough :)

I Walk In Faith, Always

Faith, being a mental attitude, is according to Law;

and even though one doubts, he can overcome his

doubts and Create the desired Faith, definitely.

---"The Science of Mind book”
Today, I tune into My inner guidance and follow My passion, having Faith that the way will be clear as I approach.
- This comes from The Science of Mind Magazine 

Saturday, March 7, 2015

Getting Ready For Spring

We are in winter
but spring will be here soon
Let's start getting ready to clear and purify our lives
and make room for a healthy new season

Let's attract more light, happiness and goodness in our lives

What can be cleared in your life, right now?

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Happy Birthday to Me!!!! (Feb. 11)

Hello, World!!!!

I am celebrating my birthday and wanted to say "Thank you" to everyone who has come into my life and blessed it!

Thank you to all the people who support my work and my path!

I am happy to be on the planet! I am happy for all that I have! I am happy for my life!

Another great year lies ahead :)

In love and gratitude,

Sunday, February 1, 2015

Celebrating Our New Pagan/ Wiccan Year....Imbolc (Feb 2)!!!

Hello, Divine Family

I wanted to extend a warm blessing to all of you who will be celebrating our new pagan year, wiccan year, and lunar new year (later in Feb.). Continue to take care of and heal your life. Make the intention to help others. Make each day great for yourself!!!! You are worthy and deserving!

Wishing you a new Goddess year filled with light, love, joy, abundance, and good heath!

Ten Nebula


Offering from The Sanctuary of the Open Heart
Dearly Beloved,
During this dark time of the moon, let us spiral in and down together, to the black depths of the earth, to the deep red center of our bellies and wombs. Surrender, Receive...welcome to the Temple of the Great Mother.
Please find a soft seat, a cozy blanket, a warm cup of tea, perhaps. Take some time with this, dear one...for this is so much more than "another newsletter." This is an invitation to pause. To breathe. To quiet your beautiful busy mind and open your radiant heart. Spaciousness. Emptiness. Darkness. Down, down, down...
Ahhhhhh, and here we are together...One heart beating. Your Heart. Her Heart. Can you feel your pulse? Sense your blood flowing, bringing nourishment to the tender places in you that have been forgotten, abandoned. Breathe in, breathe out. Surrender to Mother's constant, yet changing rhythms. Receive Mother's soft embrace now. Her arms are always holding you, warm tears of unconditional love ever-welcoming you home.
And, now, enjoy this meditative offering from Elzbeth, our Great Mother Temple Keeper from Sanctuary of the Open Heart.
When the last guest has gone, and the dishes have been wiped dry, after the floor has been vigorously swept, and the children put to bed, when the echoes of laughter and merriment have fallen away, and the silence settles over the house like warm blanket, that is when She loosens her apron strings and makes her way to the soft glow of the fireside.

As She lowers herself into her easy chair, She sighs. Not just an ordinary sigh, but a long and languorous sigh of ages, potent in its expression of every emotion and feeling known to the heart: the fear and the excitement of the dormant seed, the sweat beads of summer's toil and growth, the purposeful scramble amidst falling leaves and ripe fruit...the ecstatic laughter, the painful realizations, the papercuts and the puddles.

She sighs for the song of the whales, the meals shared, the tears spilled, the false starts, the beach walks, the poetry of trees.
She sighs for every living being on the planet, and the ripple of her outbreath sends a shiver of release across the fur, through the glass, under the water, and out the back door.
She sighs because the blessed moment has arrived for her to relax, reflect, and release all that has come before. She knows that the punctuation between the tide's ebb and flow, and the rise and fall of the breath is holy ground, a stillpoint before the next wave of possibility emerges.

This hollow emptiness, the womb lodge, is a welcome respite, a sanctuary. No gravity, no control, no obligation, no-thing... She knows that one must pass through this portal to reach the next opening.

Her wisdom reminds us that we cannot avoid the void, nor would we want to, for this is where the magic happens.

For some of us, this point of the year meets us with frosty breath so that we can feel the weight of the silence, the barren quality in our souls. For others, this time is drenched in heady fragrance and dazzling light, and we must dig deep within to find that place poised between the worlds.

Great Mother invites us wherever we are in our lives to come sit beside her, to take a pause between the chapters of our stories. She whispers sweet blessings into our ears:

May we rest,
May we sigh deeply,
May we surrender to our dreamscapes with hearts soft and grateful, hands open and relaxed,
May we feel the complete embrace of her sturdy and steady arms.
May we let go so that we can receive the new beginnings, the new stories.
Blessed be.
A story of Brigit for Imbolc
By Starhawk

Circle round, and I’ll tell you a story…
Once there were two children, a sister and brother
named Brigit and Alex, who lived in a land where
winter brought deep snows and much cold. The children
loved to play in the snow, to make huge snowmen, and
dig tunnels in the high banks and have snowball
fights. But every year they waited eagerly for
Brigit’s holiday to come around, for they knew it
meant that the days would be getting longer and that
someday spring would come again.

One year, winter was especially harsh. Day after day,
clouds filled the sky and the snow piled up on the
streets. Night after night, a cold wind howled around
the corners of the houses and blew smoke back down
the chimneys.

Brigit and Alex grew very tired of staying in the
house, for on many days the air was too cold to play
outside for very long, even when they wore their
warmest jackets with wool sweaters underneath and
snowpants over their jeans and an extra pair of wool
socks in their boots and all the hoods and scarves
and mufflers they could put on. When they did go
outside, they were so bundled up they could only
waddle like penguins, and they were very tired of
making snowmen and snow forts.

“How long will winter last?” they asked their mother.
“Only the Goddess knows,” their mother said.
“Where can we find her to ask her?” Brigit asked.
Their mother smiled. “Light a candle on Brigit Eve,
look into the flame with an open heart, and wait. Who
knows, maybe she’ll come to you. After all, you are
named for her!”

So on Brigit Eve the two children lit a candle with
their mother’s help, placed it on the table, and
looked deep into the flame. After a while, the flame
seemed to grow and grow until it filled the whole
room with a glorious light, and a beautiful woman
appeared. Her hair was bright as living fire, her
face dark as old wood, her cloak golden as a sunbeam.
“I am Brigit of the Holy Well and Sacred Flame,” She
said, “Why have you called me, my children?”
“Oh, Brigit, I am named after you,” said the little
girl, “We called you to ask a question.”
“How long will winter last?” Alex asked.
“Winter will last until clean water rises in the
sacred well and bright flame burns on every hearth,”
the Goddess said, and then she disappeared.
“What does she mean?” the two children asked. They
went to their mother, but she could not say. They
asked their father, but he only winked and said,
“That’s the trouble with the Goddess – it’s hard to
get a straight answer from her.” So they went to bed

The next morning, they woke up early and decided that
they would go from house to house in their village
and see whether or not a good, warm fire was burning
on every hearth. And they would ask everyone if they
knew of a sacred well.

So they did. They bundled up in their warmest jackets
with wool sweaters underneath and snowpants over
their jeans and an extra pair of wool socks in their
boots and all the hoods and scarves and mufflers they
could put on, and went outside, waddling like
penguins. From house to house they went, all through
their village. On every hearth, a warm fire burned,
and while people were kind to them and offered them
good things to eat and warm things to drink, nobody
knew about any sacred well.

At last they had visited every house in the village.
The only one left was the cottage of Old Man Maddog,
which lay across the frozen fields on the very edge
of the forest. Nobody liked Old Man Maddog. He was
crusty and mean and didn’t appear to bathe very
often. And he was a stranger who had come from far
away. When children came near his cottage, he yelled
at them and shook his big walking stick. And when all
the other people in the village were working hard,
Old Man Maddog simply sat on his porch, rocking in
his old chair and smoking his pipe.

“Stay away from him,” parents told their children.
“He’s a foreigner. He’s lazy and dirty and probably
dangerous.” And the children stayed away.
But now, from the very edge of the village, Brigit
and Alex could just see the roof of Old Man Maddog’s
house. There was no smoke coming out of his chimney.
“Surely the Goddess couldn’t have meant that we were
supposed to light a fire on his hearth,” Alex said,
“I’m afraid of him.”

“He’ll probably yell at us and shake his stick,”
Brigit agreed. “But still, I think we should go see
if he has a fire.”
So they did, wading through the deep snow that
covered the fields so thickly they seemed to be
walking in a tunnel as high as their heads. At last
they came to Old Man Maddog’s house. The door was
closed, and there was no smoke coming out of the chimney.
“Maybe he’s not home,” Brigit said. “Maybe we should
just go away.”
“Let’s look in the window first,” Alex suggested.
They peered in the small glass window and saw Old Man
Maddog lying on his bed. There was no fire on his hearth.
“Maybe he’s sick,” Brigit said, “We’d better go in
and see.”

The door was not locked, so they entered the room. It
was cold as the cold air outside, and dirtier than
any room Brigit had ever seen. Old Man Maddog lay on
his bed, moaning and shivering with fever.
“We’ve got to help him,” Brigit said. She brought him
a drink of water, while Alex took an old blanket and
shook it outside and then covered the old man. They
ran out into the forest and gathered fallen wood
until they had a big pile. Then they lit a fire on
the hearth, and soon the entire room began to grow
warm. They found some potatoes and carrots and onions
in a bag and cooked up a nice, hot soup. While it was
simmering, they cleaned the house and swept the floor
and washed the dishes.

Finally, Old Man Maddog was warm enough to sit up and
drink some soup.
“Pesky children,” he said in a gruff voice, “I never
did like children. Still, I suppose I ought to thank
“That would be polite,” Brigit told him.
“But what we really want to know is whether you’ve
heard of any holy well around here,” Alex said.
“Holy well, jingle bell,” Old Man Maddog said, “I
don’t hold with your holy wells. The only well I know
of is that old fallen-in well in the woods, and it’s
all full of garbage.”

Brigit and Alex looked at each other. Garbage! That
didn’t sound very holy. But still, it was the only
well anyone had told them about all day.
“I guess we’d better go look for it,” Alex said.
“We’ll bring in some more wood before we go, and when
we get home, we’ll send our mother and father to take
care of you.”

“Don’t do me any favors,” said Old Man Maddog, but
they both felt he didn’t really mean it.”
Once again they bundled up in their warmest jackets
with wool sweaters underneath and snowpants over
their jeans and an extra pair of wool socks in their
boots and all the hoods and scarves and mufflers they
could put on, and went outside, waddling like
penguins. They went deep into the forest, following
the opening between the trees.

At last they came to a small clearing. In the center
was a ring of stones, all tumbled down and scattered.
They looked inside and saw nothing but a small puddle
of frozen mud, all choked with stones and leaves and

“Could that be the holy well?” Brigit asked.
“It doesn’t look much like it,” Alex said, “but maybe
if we clear it out a bit, we’ll be able to see some

They began prying up the stones and pulling out big
lumps of things, which turned out to be cans and
bottles and old, rotting papers. Brigit took a big
stick to clear away the fallen leaves. Alex took off
his mittens and scooped out the mud. And soon clear
water began to rise through the mud.
“We can’t do much more,” Alex said. “It’s starting to
get dark. We’ll have to come back tomorrow, and bring
a shovel.”

“But at least we’ve begun,” Brigit said.
“You’ve done well,” a voice said from behind them.
They turned and saw the beautiful woman and hair
bright as flame and a face as dark as old wood.
“You’ve begun the work – and that is all that anyone
can do.”

“Is this your holy well?” Brigit asked the Goddess
“Yes, it is. A long time ago, the people of the
village tended my well carefully, keeping it clean
and dressing it with flowers in the spring. But now
they have forgotten the way here, just as they have
forgotten the law of kindness to strangers. Without
the warmth of loving kindness, how can the days grow
warm again? And when my clear springs are choked with
dirt, how can the rains of spring fall?”
“We’ll remind them,” Brigit promised. “We’ll bring
everyone out here to finish cleaning up the well.”
“And we’ll make sure to keep a warm fire burning on
Old Man Maddog’s hearth,” Alex added, “Even if he
isn’t a very nice man.”

The Goddess smiled. “Good. You have lit my fire and
cleaned my well. And now I will tell you a secret.
Inside the heart of every girl and boy is a holy
well, full of the waters of love and joy and new
ideas. This is the well you must keep clean, because
it can easily be choked by hatred and greed and
selfishness. And inside of you is also a fire you
must tend and feed and keep burning, so that you grow
to be strong and wise and brave. Will you do that?”

“We’ll do our best,” they promised.
“And now will spring come?” Brigit asked.
“Spring will come,” the Goddess promised, and she
winked at them. “Spring will come – as soon as winter
is over.”
And it did.

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

You Know, I Met So-and-So

Check out my latest  blog post

"You Know, I Met So-and-So"

Visit, Becoming A " Celebrity of Light" Blog

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Never Settle

As surely as mountains are to be climbed and oceans sailed, your dreams are meant to come true. This is why you're here, to live the life of your dreams. Not to be tested, challenged, and tried, but to conquer, champion, and rule. Keep going, forge ahead, press on, and the day must dawn when your thirsts shall be quenched, and you, exalted.

Never settle for less, don't ever think it's too late, and never, ever, ever compromise a dream.

Exalting you early,
The Universe

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Have A Happy New Year and 2015!

Check out Ten Nebula's blog post "Divine Renewal in 2015"
2015: Living from the Heart

Transforming Your Life with Love

Join us during the holidays to transform your life
with love and peace.
Let us come together to create a more
loving and peaceful future for humanity. 
Join whenever you can, if possible 5 minutes before midnight to 5 minutes afterward.
Listen for your own enjoyment, share with friends,
or play these audio meditations for group gatherings.
Let others know about this opportunity.
Let us encircle the world with divine love and peace!
One of the most important, empowering, and rapid ways to transform our lives and the universe we experience around us is through love. As you live from the heart, you are in harmony with the universe. You are in the flow where things happen more effortlessly. You listen to the still small voice of your heart, guiding you with love in all that you do. As you live from the heart you know that the universe is friendly and always working for you even if you cannot always recognize how. You trust in yourself and listen to your heart as it speaks to you, knowing that you are hearing the voice of your divine Self that is showing you the way of love. When you live from the heart you....


Burning Bowl & Peace Meditation

Visit your local "Center for Spiritual Living" about their burning bowl ceremony and worldwide peace meditation on 12/31 @ 4am



I enter the New Year with Great Expectations. My intentions are set, my practice is in integrity and my heart and mind are open. All is in readiness to embrace the New Year.

- This comes from The Science of Mind Magazine


Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Happy Winter Solstice (Dec.20-23)

The High Priestess says:

"This is the night of the solstice, the longest night of the year. Now darkness triumphs; and yet, gives way and changes into light. The breath of nature is suspended: all waits while within the Cauldron, the Dark King is transformed into the Infant Light. We watch for the coming of dawn, when the Great Mother again gives birth to the Divine Child Sun, who is bringer of hope and the promise of summer. This is the stillness behind motion, when time itself stops; the center is also the circumference of all. We are awake in the night. We turn the Wheel to bring the light. We call the sun from the womb of night. Blessed Be!"

- Quote from "The Spiral Dance" by Starhawk


YOU Are A Player in the Living Grail Myth
Through Ariel Spilsbury
A Turn of the Wheel Message 
Wintrer Solstice
Although the Grail myth emerged in the 12th century, it was as if it were written for the times we live in now, to illuminate a dark passage through the Wasteland, as it was called in the myth which is presently called the global environmental crisis. Against all odds and appearances, as we recognize as a species that we are not only Players in this Grail myth, but actually are creating and re-scripting it as a living myth, the new myth of the Greening of Gaia, we wrest our power back from feelings of helplessness and despair at the destruction we witness around us. In fact, we each have lead roles in the creation of this new living myth. Ask yourself in this moment, (and perhaps take time to meditate on this) "WHAT IS MY ROLE in the creation of this living myth? And how can I bring more of my powerful, mythic presence to playing this role?" One way is to ask a simple but pivotal question of the suffering Grail King that the player in the Grail myth Parsival failed to ask. "King, what ails thee?" It is because the King is wounded that Gaia suffers and thus the feminine is ailing. We must ask of the masculine aspect of ourselves that is suffering, what can be done to alleviate that suffering? Through this simple compassionate act, we begin to heal the male wound and allow his natural beneficent generosity to activate the Grail to respond as it is innately intended, as the munificent outpicturing of Love as the Horn of Plenty, Love as the Great Awakener, Love as the flourishing, restored Earth.
To make the Grail myth into a living myth we would be served to first recognize that the Grail is not an object, rather a symbol for the experience of enlightened consciousness. Then the "quest" for the Grail can be seen in a greatly expanded light! The Grail can also be seen as a symbol of a neutral third force between any dualistic pair of opposites...the Grail being the reconciling third force and thus a potent symbol for Non-dual awareness, Unity Consciousness!
Myth can be looked at as something other than a story from the past. Living myth, alive as a present moment unfoldment, implies the embodiment of our most expanded, Archetypal selves. This myth recognizes that we are the Players and the Played in a much greater Divine Game, and so we choose to be vigilant for clues being offered to play that mythic Greater Game with joy and daring, in a life that becomes filled with breathtaking and inexplicable meaning! As Martin Shaw so eloquently speaks about living myth, "Reconsecrating our place in the true holiness of existence is no indulgence, no poetic whimsy, but the only card worth playing in an increasingly hostile game on Earth."
The path of the living myth of the Grail is the path of reclaiming our true identity as radiant love. You, the heroes and heroines of this living myth are discovering on the journey that the Grail can only be attained, not by striving and seeking, but rather by choosing love, healing love, stripped of all egoic desire, discovering a love that burns as a fire that has become a radiant blessing to all in its sphere, like the light of the sun and moon. In the process of offering this radiant blessing, we naturally begin to embody and live the Knights' code: "In service, we set ourselves free!"
The Grail is always activated and pouring forth it's blessings, so it is ours to discover what may appear to block our access to the innate gifts of living as the Grail of Unity Consciousness. The answer is miraculously simple. As we choose to LIVE in open hearted, unconditional Love, our DNA begins to transform from a tightly wound spiral to a coherent light ladder that can be dimensionally ascended and descended. (Please note that this is not New Age whoo whoo. Check this research out on Heartmath) The visionary art work of William Blake called "Jacob's Ladder" depicts this journey of embodiment. 

In the single, daily, moment by moment choice to live in Divine Love, "We move into a state of coherent consciousness which is the key to communication between dimensions and across scales. An open heart is the doorway to the higher coherence and ratio necessary to send energy up or down the harmonic series from the higher organizational dimensions to the DNA".*(Thank you Dan Winters) And thus the transformation of our DNA happens through exposure to a greater quanta of Divine Light frequency, entering our nervous system to activate what the Maya call "the Love Song in the Blood," Rosa Mystica, that through this expanded vibration flowing in our blood, we are transmuted in Grace, into the ecstatic frequency of Unity Consciousness. And the good news is, we sustain this frequency by engaging with ecstatic process of all kinds, activating and sustaining our own body/Grail as a vessel, light repository in which the Divine can then dance us, freely, ecstatically in daily life! Transmutation through ecstasy! You might want to notice what activates the blue fire of ecstatic process in you. That might be dancing, love making, singing, cooking, creative pursuits, walking, listening to music, whatever makes you feel tingly and alive with joy and delight! When engaged with those ecstatic processes, remember to bring full consciousness to the potential for transmutation held within them and their innate intention to clear your neural circuitry and body/psyche as an empty, clear vessel, to activate YOUR BODY AS THE GRAIL!

Will you step in as a Player in the living Grail myth? To do so simply requires you to continually choose to live in unconditional love, and to stay awake: listening, feeling, sensing the Divine impulses and clues that are constantly guiding us to play our mythic part, like single brush strokes completing a masterful, finished painting, that no single Player could have possibly imagined alone. Herman Hesse called this living myth, The Glass Bead Game: the game of the Gods, and the journey to playing it begins with the recognition that such a stunningly awakening and mind-blowing possibility actually exists. Consider recognizing that and saying YES to the fact that there is a much bigger game than your ego wants to admit is possible! The rest is the unfolding mystery of a life lived in awe and gratitude for the Grail of Unity consciousness pouring forth from the Horn of Plenty, all that is needed for your life's journey to be magically memorable, utterly awe inspiring, and for your heart's desires to be fulfilled beyond any measure. All that's required for that is for you to commit to stepping onto the mythic path as a Player in a Living myth.        

Grail blessings for your Winter Solstice,
Sanctuary of the Open Heart

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Preparing for Winter Solstice

Getting ready for the new season!
Getting clear!
Getting our intentions ready!
And offering thanks to the autumn season!

What can be cleared in your life, right now?

For the beginning of each season, there are a few things you can focus on clearing or doing
that will make your life clearer, cleaner, healthier and lighter.....
(Consider a material donation to Goodwill or Salvation Army or a shelter or  a local organization in your area that you like)

1. Clean out your closets
2. Give away clothes and items you no longer need
3. Let go of old friends and acquantices that no longer serve your path
4. Clean out those computer files
5. Give your home a cleaning
6. Give yourself a spiritual bath
7. Clean your altars
8. Throw out any old papers, mail or letters
9. Write that letter or email to that person you have been needing to talk to
10. Clean out your email accounts
11. Clean up your office or work space
12. Donate or sell any books you don't use
13. Have a garage sale
14. Clean our your car and get it washed
15. Create a daily spiritual practice to stay clear and focused
16. Consider letting go of certain negative eating habits and unhealthy foods
17. Get some alternative medicine or holistic health therapy to clear out old beliefs, dense energies, and lower ways of being (i.e. reiki, crystal therapy, acupuncture, psychic healing, spiritual counseling, massage, sound healing, herbs, etc)

Saturday, December 13, 2014

We are Responsible for our own thoughts, words, and actions!

You must begin by assuming responsibility.

And you alone are responsible for every moment

of your life, for every one of your acts.

---Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
I Am fully accountable for my experience of life. I turn my Power over to no one else. I Am a being of Love, and I live from this Truth.
 - This comes from The Science of Mind Magazine

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

December, Holiday Time, & Being of Service

Hello Beautiful People,

It is the beginning of December and we are getting closer to Christmas and other important holidays.
I wanted to remind you that while you are getting things together for yourself and family, make an extra effort to help others at this time.

This is a great time in the year to be of service, to do some volunteer work, and to do something that helps the whole (especially if you don't make time during the rest of the year).

During the holidays, there are lots of people in our country that could use our assistance.
Give in whatever ways you can and give with an open heart.
You can make a big difference.

1. give money to a great organization
2. give time or volunteer
3. give toys to children drives
4. clean out your closets and donate clothes and other gooods
5. donate food or canned goods to food drives
6. give your warm, mildly used coats to a coat drive

Learn other ways to be of service, visit
"Be The Change You Want to See In The World" -

I slept and dreamt that life was a joy.
I awoke and saw that life was service.
I acted and behold, service was joy.
- Rabindranath Tagore

In light and love,
Ten nebula

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Gods & Monsters

Cheers to all my extremely talented people on the planet!
Cheers to all of you doing the damn thing!!!

Special shout out to the cast & crew of "American Horror Story"

Brilliant work!

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Saturday, November 15, 2014

There are always those who...

There are always those who thrive when masses are dying of sickness. There are always those who thrive economically when economic decline seems to be the order of your nation. There are always those who are clear-minded in environments of confusion. You do not need everyone or anyone else to align with your desire—only you need to align with your desire.
Excerpted from the workshop: San Francisco, CA on March 08, 2003

Our Love,
Esther Hicks (and Abraham and Jerry)

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Letting Go And Letting God

The Divine Consciousness That I Am is forever expressing its true nature of Abundance. This is its responsibility, Not mine.  My only Responsibility is to BE aware of this Truth. Therefore, I Am totally Confident in letting go and letting God BE the Abundant all Sufficiency in my life and affairs.

- John Randolph Price – The Abundance Book; with a Spirtualthug Twist

have an inward confidence in my oneness with Good. I rest in sublime Trust.
- This comes from The Science of Mind Magazine

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Take a Day....

Cheers !!!!!
To all my higher vibrational people, lightworkers, loveworkers, and rainbow warriors who are healing and clearing themselves and taking responsibility for their lives. Your holding more light does make a difference in the world.
Celebrating the daily miracles (smile)!!!!!
Take a day to heal from the lies you’ve told yourself and the
one’s that you have been told to you.

- Quote by Maya Angelou

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Happy Samhain!!!!

Happy Samhain!!!!

It is the time of the Death mother, The Dark Mother, The Shaman, The Priestess, The Handmaiden of The Goddess

To all my Goddess worshippers, nature worshippers, priests, priestesses, shamans, witches, wizards, pagans, wiccans, and magical folks!

In light and love,
Ten nebula


Welcome Samhain!

A time when it is said the veils thin between the living and the dead.

 The next Turn of the Wheel approaches we enter the season of Samhaim*. ...

This turn is a time of celebration and honoring, of preparing and listening. All Hallows Eve welcomes in the gateway to the dark time of the year. We celebrate the life we are living and the roads we travel. We dance the spiral of death and rebirth by honoring our ancestors both of blood and spirit. Ever seeing ourselves in the great web of unending LIFE. We prepare for changes in day and night light hours as the balance tips to one. Listening for allied voices that speak from the universal womb of silence. Exhale...drop anchor...expand and REMEMBER...

Feel into the regenerative spiraling energy as it moves in and out on each breath. What comes to you as you watch the cycle? What do your senses perceive? Beyond that? And still further? The breath is a spiral. Samhain opens the spiral pathway, extending it as the cycle of death and re-birth dances its never-ending dance.

As the veils thin we are given the opportunity to connect to those who have gone before. We can expand the definition of ancestor beyond blood-relations, as for some these lines are fraught with challenging emotions, to include ancestors of spirit. Do you feel yourself part of a lineage? Artists? Healers? Wisdom Keepers? Heroes & Sheroes? Who inspires you? Who are kindred to you? Name them! At Samhain honor them!

Samhain is a potent season of remembrance. One of four High Holidays that cross-quarter the Equinox and Solstice. Treat this time with exploration & inquiry. Decorate your altar with images that invoke your lineage and ancestors, beloved and mighty dead. Use autumn leaves, fall flowers, pomegranates, apples, pumpkins, ears of corn, sprays of grain, corn dollies, gourds, nuts, seeds, acorns, chestnuts to call in the final harvest.* Consider wearing black and orange clothes. Use these colors for altar clothes and accent with gold and deep red candles. Divination with the 13 Moon deck or other tools is particularly enlightening, as is fire and candle gazing. Choose your favorite! Scribe, dance, celebrate and HONOR!

  (*Note: Samhain is pronounced sowen, soween, saw-win, saw-vane or sahven, not sam-hayne. Other names for Samhain include Samhuin, Samain, Saman, Oidhche Shamhna, Hallowe'en, Halloween, Hallows, Hallowtide, Shadow Fest, Allantide, Third Harvest, Harvest Home, Geimredh, Day of the Dead (Feile na Marbh), Feast of the Dead, Spirit Night, Candle Night, November Eve, Nutcrack Night, Ancestor Night and Apple Fest.)

Written by The White Goddess

November, Holiday Time, & Being of Service

Hello Beautiful People,

It is the beginning of November and we are getting closer to the Holiday time.
I wanted to remind you that while you are getting things together for yourself and family for Thanksgiving and such, make an extra effort to help others at this time.

This is a great time in the year to be of service, to do some volunteer work, and to do something that helps the whole (especially if you don't make time during the rest of the year).

During the holidays, there are lots of people in our country that could use our assistance.
Give in whatever ways you can and give with an open heart.
You can make a big difference.

1. give money to a great organization
2. give time or volunteer
3. give toys to children drives
4. clean out your closets and donate clothes and other gooods
5. donate food or canned goods to food drives
6. give your warm, mildly used coats to a coat drive

Learn other ways to be of service, visit
"Be The Change You Want to See In The World" -

I slept and dreamt that life was a joy.
I awoke and saw that life was service.
I acted and behold, service was joy.
- Rabindranath Tagore

In light and love,
Ten nebula

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Straight Stuntin'

It's no big deal
This is no big deal
This is how we do,
laid back
Straight stuntin'
yeah we do it like that
This is how we do,

- Lyrics from"This Is How We Do" by Katy Perry

Sunday, October 26, 2014

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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

The Power of Now

Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it.
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it!

~ Quote by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Saturday, October 18, 2014

I Can't....

I can't wear skinny jeans
because my knots don't fit
so I rock Roc jeans
because my knots so thick

- Lyrics by Jay-z from "Swagga Like Us"

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Because I'm Happy

Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof

Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth

Because I'm happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you

- Lyrics from "Happy" by Pharrell Williams

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Thank you, Goddess, for All My Wonderful Visions & dreams!!!!

Answer to every call that excites your Spirit.

- Quote by Rumi

I say “Yes!” to the vision that urges me forward: It’s mine to do. I listen for Divine direction and then act. I have Faith in the vision and Faith in myself!
---This comes from The Science of Mind Magazine

Saturday, October 4, 2014

Work On It

I've been up all night,
tryna get that rich
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit

- from Iggy Azalea's " Work”

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Happy Autumn Equinox (Sept. 20-23)

Autumnal Equinox ~ Mabon


The autumnal equinox occurs when the sun crosses the equator on its apparent journey southward, and we experience a day and a night that are of equal duration. Up until Mabon, the hours of daylight have been greater than the hours from dusk to dawn. But from now on, the reverse holds true.

Mabon marks the middle of harvest, and for the moment nature is in balance. It is a time to reap what you have sown, of giving thanks for the harvest and the bounty the Earth provides. For finishing up old projects and plans and planting the seeds for new enterprises or a change in lifestyle. Mabon is a time of celebration and balance.
This is the time to look back not just on the past year, but also your life, and to plan for the future. In the rhythm of the year, Mabon is a time of rest and celebration, after the hard work of gathering the crops. Warm autumn days are followed by chill nights, as the Old Sun God returns to the embrace of the Goddess.
~Happy Fall Equinox~
September 22, 2014

Gather! Create your own circles of whatever size to celebrate this potent "acupuncture point" of perfect balance on Gaia's Turn of the Wheel!
Demeter of Autumn
As we sit in this moment of perfect balance of light and dark on Fall Equinox, recognize and celebrate that as the story of the chaotic appearance on the screen of life seems to be escalating, an equally compelling new story is arising. It is a lot of responsibility to recognize that we are the ones who are assisting in creating the outcome to this new story called "Awakening" on the screen of life. But what other position is there to take, capitulation to entropy? I don't think so. Recently, I read an excerpt from a book called The Gene Code by Richard Rudd that I feel brilliantly illuminates our position presently in this regard.
"To understand the true nature of the coming Awakening, one can find a beautiful parallel in the life cycle of the dragonfly. Dragonflies spend much of their early lives underwater. As underwater insects they are known as nymphs, and unlike most pond insects they do not have to come to the surface for air.

For most of their lives, nymphs live totally underwater, where they are highly successful predators, feeding on anything from leaf litter to small fish. During this stage of its life, the nymph goes through a series of molts, stages of maturity, in which it sheds its skin but still remains as a nymph. These stages of the insect's life can last several years, and during this time it has no idea whatsoever of what kind of future lies ahead. It is undergoing a series of hidden mutations. Then, one day, all of a sudden, some sleeping gene deep within is triggered and the nymph does something totally out of character, it finds the stalk of a nearby plant and climbs out of the water. For the first time in its life, it tastes air and direct sunlight.
Once the nymph has left the safety of its underwater environment, the sunlight begins to work on it, catalyzing what will be its final molt. It is at this stage that the true magic occurs, as the advanced creature hidden within the nymph cracks the outer larval skin. Over a period of several hours, four crumpled wings appear and the distinctive slender thorax begins to uncurl. What is of great metaphorical relevance at this stage concerns the element water. As the emerging dragonfly rises out of the element of water and prepares to be reborn into a new life in the element of air, the water that still lies within its body becomes the key to the transformation process. Through a process of hydraulics, the water within the nymphs body is pumped into the emerging wings and thorax, causing them to unfurl and spread out for the first time. In other words, the dragonfly assumes its aerodynamic shape by means of the water from its old life. This water is what drives its mutation from nymph to dragonfly. As soon as all the water is expended and the dragonfly is fully extended, it takes to the air and begins its new life.
The life cycle of the dragonfly is a perfect metaphor for the Awakening. Raw energy becomes the vehicle for the unfurling of your future awareness, and once that awareness is born, your life exists forever on a higher plane. This metaphor also shows us that as a species, we must dive deeply into the emotional field (of shadow) where we will go through a series of mutations of which we are generally unaware. As long as we exist in the world of emotions, we will have little inkling of the life that lies ahead of us. At present, in relation to the dragonfly metaphor, (collectively) we are in the stages of climbing up the stem out of the water and into the sunlight."
- Written by Ariel spilsbury