Been ages since my last blog I have a million things to say and yet at the same time…nothing Been moonlighting on the wharf or docks as a stevedore/ wharfie and I gotta say , loving it ! I can swear to my heart’s content and not offend anyone, always a good thing haha I am down by the water and see eagles every morning when I’m going to work and on the way home. There is a Peregrine Falcon who nests down there and I see him every day. The port has nesting boxes there to preserve the bird wildlife Surrounded by nature and paying homage to the ancestors My family have always been been waterside workers, from Great grandfathers, great uncles to my own father,husband .brothers,son and my 3 daughters. Yep ,that salty air does a thing or two to the blood that runs through our veins. I’ve hardly been on social media, just because and to be honest I don’t miss it. Just being and listening to awesome tunes Staring at the sky and water Holding my arms out and whispering blessings on the wind Seeing the magic everywhere Silence & Beauty Getting ready and preparing for the Keeners next Saturday with two amazing women Julia Ingliss from www.sacredfamiliar.com/ & Kaggi Valentine www.facebook.com/13MoonsBloodMysteries/ wouldn't and couldn't do it with anyone else…like ever I can’t explain the connection we have to this work and each other, we are all in service to the dark mothers and the women that come to heal. It’s like nothing I have ever experienced before, total love, trust and synchronicity. I adore these two and the deep connection is profound. There are a couple of places left if anyone is interested, you can visit Julia's website for more info :) The keening reminds me of this poem by Lord Byron She Walks In Beauty She walks in Beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which Heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent! GEORGE GORDON BYRON In June, 1814, Lord Byron attended a party at Lady Sitwell's. While at the party, Lord Byron was inspired by the sight of his cousin, the beautiful Mrs. Wilmot, who was wearing a black spangled mourning dress.This became the essence of his poem about her. The poem was published in 1815. This is how I see the women that come to the keening, walking in beauty <3 Rock on Bec
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