May every spell of unworthiness return to its source.
May those childish, lazy, no good for anything’s lose everything they cherish so much they are driven to hurt others who are doing well for self, minding their own business, elevating in love and nurturing their relations.
May frenemies and enemies be denied access to all that is good.
May they lose their shoes, live in a cave in prehistoric days, running from meat eating beasts.
Is it so terrible that I want them so completely gone with no care as to how it happens?
I pray for retribution for every evil deed they’ve put upon the children, and for what they have done to the Mother Energy, the Power of the Womb, and for the Blood of the Fathers, spilt in every worthless war meant to bring them personal power.
May every blood ritual of the past be countered.
May every life that was lost due to deceit and betrayal be regained.
May those vampires whose lives have been extended well beyond their expiration date lose opportunity to breath the Mothers Air. May they never drink of her waters again.
I pray to be forgiven for this utter repulsion I feel for these decrepit bastards walking around as though they are favored by God.
I pray to be released from the spaces or places these vile ones inhabit.
I pray to come home.
Heavenly Mother Father God Goddess, Creators of All That Is, please hear my prayer and forgive me this sickening sinking feeling in the pit of me causing me to make this plea.
It is absolutely criminal what these childish f-boys in so-called leadership positions have done to the reputations of good men.
Fouling the Mother Energy, prostituting it in the physical, as well as in the unseen, energetic connections they’ve created by trespass and literal r.a.ping of her energies.
Dream lovers are not loving … they harvest the essence and fuel their stupid magic tricks wearing her signature.
They also do this to men … I hear it is natural for morning excitement for these ones, or midnight, any time really … their essence is very vulnerable to unseen harvesters who wear the signature and brutalize women, and potentially children, with it.
And those men wonder why women sneer or shy away when they approach … their energy has been tainted by warlocks determined they should not receive love, or loving connection.
I am so sick of these games.
Being aware of them infuriates me nearly as much as the actual presence of such behaviors.
Long ago, when the world was new, a tribe of red‐skinned people came to live on the lands around the Land of the Blue Mist – the Great Blue Smoky Mountains, Cherokee Country. At this time, the animals of the world still talked to men and taught them how to live on and care for the land. These people were called “Ani Yun Wiya,” or the One True People. In this tribe lived a brave warrior woman called Red Arrow Woman, who was taught to use the bow, the spear and the knife. Even though it was a man’s job to hunt and fight, Red Arrow Woman could shoot straighter with them, and she could throw the spear into eye of a hawk in flight. Because of all this, no man would tell her to be like a woman.
One day while on a hunt, Red Arrow Woman came upon the tracks of Yona the bear. She saw blood on the ground and knew he was wounded, so she followed his tracks. High into the mountains she went. Soon she came to a place that she did not know. It was in this place, a place known only to the animals that she finally saw Yona the bear. He had a deep cut in his side and she saw him bowing down in prayer. Red Arrow Woman saw him bowing toward a large field of tall grass and speaking words that she had not heard before. Suddenly, the grass shimmered and became a lake, and Yona dived into the water. After a time he emerged from the water, his side completely healed.
Yona approached her and said, “This is the sacred lake of the animals, called, ‘Atagahi’ and its location is known only to the animals. It is where we come for healing and strength. You are the first man creature to see the sacred lake. You must never tell your kind of its location for it is the home of the Great Uktena.”
After he said these words and left, Red Arrow Woman was tired and decided to rest a while by this lake. She built a small fire and sat down to eat a meal that she had brought with her, and as she took a drink of the water from the lake, she felt instantly refreshed. She felt strong as Yan’si the Buffalo, as if she could run faster than Coga the Raven could fly.
The woods were quiet: Unole the wind was sleeping, Nvda the sun was shinning bright but was not hot, and the surface of the lake was completely calm. Red Arrow Woman soon began to get sleepy. It was at this time that she saw Uktena, whom she had been told of when she was a child but no one in her tribe ever claimed to have seen him.
High above the water he raised his great Serpent Dragon head, the jewel in his forehead glistening. He began to move toward her. Red Arrow Woman grabbed up her spear and stood up to face the great creature coming to her, standing proud, showing no fear — the way any warrior should. She raised her spear and prepared to strike the huge beast.
Uktena stopped a short distance from her. He smiled, his mouth grinning larger than a man was tall and full of teeth longer than man’s forearm. He spoke to the brave woman on the bank of his lake. To her he said, “Put down your weapons for I mean you no harm. Uktena told her to sit and to listen. Uktena dipped his head below the surface and came back up a moment later. In his mouth he had a strangely crooked stick and a leather pouch, which he lay on the ground in front of Red Arrow Woman.
Then the Great Uktena began to teach. He said, “This that I have laid before you is the Sacred Pipe of The Creator.” He then told her to pick up the pipe. “The bowl is of the same red clay the Creator used to make your kind. The red clay is womankind and is from the Earth. Just as a woman bears the children and brings forth life, the bowl bears the sacred tobacco (tsula) and brings forth smoke. The stem is man, rigid and strong. The stem is from the plant kingdom, and like a man it supports the bowl, just as man supports his family.”
Uktena then showed Red Arrow Woman how to join the bowl to the stem saying, “Just as a man and a woman remain separate until joined in marriage so too are the bowl and stem separate. Never to be joined unless the pipe is used.”
Uktena then showed her how place the sacred tsula into the pipe and with an ember from the fire lit the tsula so it burned slightly. He told her this, “The smoke is the breath of the Creator. When you draw the smoke in into your body, you will be cleansed and made whole. When the smoke leaves your mouth, it will rise to the Creator. Your prayers, your dreams, your hopes and desires will be taken to Him in the smoke, and the truth in your soul will be shown to Him when you smoke the pipe. If you are not true, do not smoke the pipe; if your spirit is bad and you seek to deceive, do not smoke the pipe.” Uktena continued his lesson well into the night teaching Red Arrow Woman all of the prayers used with the pipe and all of the reasons for using the pipe. He finished just as the moon was beginning her nightly journey across the sky in search of her true love. He told Red Arrow Woman to wrap the pipe in red cloth, keeping the parts separate.
Uktena then returned to depths of the lake, telling Red Arrow Woman she would never again be able to find this place but she would remember all she learned. Red Arrow Woman saw the water shimmer and become again the field of grass. She left, taking with her the pipe and her lessons and a wondrous tale.
Ever since that time, The Ani Yun Wiya have used the sacred pipe and never again has any man seen the sacred lake of Uktena.
The pipe is not a symbol of things that are sacred. The pipe itself is sacred. Not everyone is called upon to be a pipe bearer. The person who carries the pipe and practices the pipe ceremonies and traditions has a great responsibility to his brothers and sisters, his land and country and even to the Earth Mother.
“This love is the rose that blooms forever.” – Rumi
The Spiritual Significance of the Rose in the Unfolding of Our Higher Consciousness
In the vast garden of spiritual symbolism, few flowers hold as much resonance as the Rose. Across cultures and traditions, the Rose is revered not merely for her beauty, but for the profound spiritual significance she carries. The Rose is associated with love, purity, and the Divine, and as her petals unfold in layers, she mirrors the blossoming of human consciousness as we journey toward deeper self-realisation and transformation.
The Rose and the Process of Awakening
The Rose’s unfolding petals serve as a powerful metaphor for the expansion of our consciousness.
Just as a rose bud opens gradually, revealing her full beauty, our spiritual journey involves a similar process of inner unfolding, of inner alchemy.
Each petal of the Rose can be seen as a stage of growth – physical, emotional, mental and spiritual – through which we pass on the way to enlightenment and inner transformation.
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As the Rose opens, she mirrors the path of awakening: beginning in contraction or tightness (where we may be stuck in ego, fear, or separation), and gradually moving into expansion, where we begin to experience love, unity, and connection with all life.
The opening of the Rose is a reminder that our higher consciousness is not something to be forced or hurried; rather, it blossoms naturally when we nurture our inner being with love, presence, patience and awareness.
And just as the Rose’s beauty and fragrance spreads outward, the awakened individual radiates their inner light, love, and wisdom, contributing to the upliftment of the collective consciousness.
The Rose and the Divine Feminine
The Rose also holds deep connections with the Divine Feminine.
The Divine Feminine is the aspect of the Divine that embodies compassion, intuition, receptivity, and creative power. Like the Mother, The Rose in all her soft curves and delicate petals, serves as a reminder of the sacred feminine essence within us all – male or female.
The connection of Venus to the Rose is about embodying grace, sensuality, and beauty in our spiritual lives, our mundane lives. The Rose calls us to honour the sacredness of the body and the earth, blending our spirituality with the physical world. Life on earth is spiritual, our every day life is spiritual. The Rose reminds us of this…
In alchemy, the Rose is a symbol of transformation, tied to the process of turning lead into gold – a metaphor for the spiritual transmutation of our base desires and instincts into divine wisdom and love. This process of transformation is central to the Rose’s spiritual significance: it speaks of the inner work required to rise from lower, dense states of consciousness to higher, more refined states of awareness.
The Rose and the Sacred Geometry of Creation
On a deeper metaphysical level, the Rose’s intricate structure is often linked to sacred geometry – the patterns and shapes that underlie all of creation.
The spiral shape of many roses is a reflection of the Fibonacci sequence, a mathematical ratio that appears throughout nature, from seashells to galaxies. This spiral is a symbol of the infinite, of life’s eternal cycles of death and rebirth, growth and decay, expansion and contraction.
In this way, the Rose mirrors the patterns of the cosmos, reminding us that we are intimately connected to the rhythms of Nature and the universe. As we align with the sacred geometry of the Rose, we may begin to feel a deeper connection to the divine order underlying all things, reinforcing the idea that our individual journey is part of a much greater cosmic unfolding.
The Rose as a Portal to Higher Realms
The Rose is a portal to higher dimensions of consciousness, therefore meditating on the image or essence of a Rose can open us to higher spiritual insights, connecting us with realms beyond the physical.
The Rose is often used in spiritual practices to awaken the heart chakra, deepening our connection to Divine love and spiritual truth.
In esoteric teachings, the Rose is also linked to Christ Consciousness – the embodiment of Divine love and unity consciousness that transcends individual ego.
The Rose Cross, a symbol used by the Rosicrucians, blends the rose with the cross, representing the meeting point of matter (the cross) and spirit (the rose), and the unfolding of our highest potential as divine beings in human form. Attuning to The Rose
The Rose Immersion is a deep transformational healing journey into the medicine and magick of the Rose, working with the archetypes, consciousness and healing aspects of various rose tones. It’s a journey of activating, re-calibrating and healing the physical, mental, emotional and spiritual bodies back to harmony.
The Rose Frequency session involves attuning your energy state to that of the Rose, therefore raising your vibration. Your energy body is tested with a pendulum and then physical actual Roses are used and laid on the body and the energy centres that need attunement and healing.
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The Rose is a reminder that the journey to higher consciousness is not a linear path, but a spiraling dance of growth, beauty, and love. Each of us, like the Rose, carries the seeds of divine potential within. And when the time is right, we too will bloom, radiant and whole, revealing the inner beauty of our true, spiritual essence and magick!
“We are called hollow bones for our people and for anyone else we can help, and we are not supposed to seek power for our personal use and honor.” –Fools Crow, LAKOTA
In order for us to use our power well, we must become a hollow bone. We must prepare ourselves to become a channel. Our channel must be clean before we can use our power well. We must be free of resentments, guilt, shame, anger, self pity, and fear. If these things are in us, we cannot be hollow bones. These things block us from our power. The cleaner we are, the more power we move. We must become a hollow bone so the Creator can use us to do what he wants us to do.
My Creator, remove from me today all resentment, anger, fear, guilt and selfishness. Do not let my weaknesses stand in the way of my usefulness to You. Make me a hollow bone so Your power can flow through me.
I actually woke with an easing of the mental body squeezing of brain matter. It seems some of the interference has been released. My mind is able to focus on a smile upon the lips rather than discomfort of the mind.
I Love You “I Am” … So grateful for Your presence.
May I be open to know my darkness and true to what light I have. May I be used as a blessing and a friend to life. 🙏🏻📿
“They let her get away” he said. You were the rejuvenator, the one who brought life to them, who turned everything to gold. They lost their dream come true when they came for you. When they decided to try and destroy you, God took you away from them, reclaimed you.
May we be free to feel and say nice things to our self, and to each other. May the hidden drivers of consciousness be evicted from the collective mind. I wish for you Happiness and Peace. I wish for you Ease and Grace. I wish for you Love. A Love so big that it expands well beyond you, Flooding the whole of the realm. I wish for you a Light Body permeated with Joy. I wish for you an Eternity of Bliss, Where no dense, black energy exists. Thank you for enduring the pain. Thank you for not carrying grudges. Thank you for being present, and aware. Thank you for participating in this shift. I Love You.
Thank you, Mother Father God Goddess, Creators of All That Is, For freeing us of the hidden “drivers of consciousness” who have been poking our wounds, triggering our triggers, driving our thought forms using our own voice, and our emotional energy, into suffering. May we finally be free from these manipulations, Free from those who kept “driving” the injury over and over though the mind, opening the wound, running sandpaper into it, never allowing it to heal. Thank you for bearing witness to the truth of it. Thank you for enduring the pain, for the most brutal research necessary to gain irrefutable evidence, and putting blame where it belongs … The manipulators, hindering our healing, hindering our healing affect upon self, and the world, Delaying our purpose. May the Second Sun, The Golden Globe, Rise and Shine.
All we need is the morning. As long as there is sunrise, then there is the possibility that we can face all of our misfortunes, celebrate all our blessings, and live all our endeavors as human beings.
Spirituality is something that has become necessary in these troubled times. Yet it is inherently superfluous. We need it to remind ourselves, to bolster ourselves, to integrate ourselves, to fulfill ourselves.
If we could simply acknowledge the mystery of night and the glory of morning, we would need neither civilization nor spirituality. At its simplest, life begins with dawn. That is blessing enough. All else becomes fullness immeasurable.
At dawn, kneel down and give thanks for this wonderful event. We may think mornings are so common they are unworthy of veneration, but do you realize most places in the cosmos do not have mornings? This daily event is our supreme goodness.
Greet the dawn. That is your miracle to witness. That is the ultimate beauty. That is sacredness. That is your gift from heaven. That is your omen of prophesy. That is knowledge that life is not futile. That is enlightenment. That is your meaning in life. That is your directive. That is your comfort. That is the solemnity of duty. That is inspiration for compassion. That is the light of the ultimate.”
You were never a so-called peasant. You were buried in the valley of the shadow of death centuries ago, held there in a suffering state, while someone else read your mind, drove your life experiences into misery and claimed the messaging the Divine sent to you, as though they were you. Many of these people are having identity crisis because you rose from that valley shining so brightly it cannot be denied. I do not mean fame or being in the public eye. Your essence is Sublime! The personality these thieves were portraying themselves as, is you, is yours, and so is the mind they’ve been living in, vicariously. Friggen Agent Smiths. Peeping Toms. Degraded and defiled, willingly, to plant the energy on you, For a chance of burying you once more.
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