Power Masks for Power Manifestors

So after letting ourselves die at the New Moon in December, we were born anew.  We came out with a blank slate capable of creating anything we wanted.  We unveiled that blank slow and were given the opportunity to create the mask to model our true selves.

Here is the first to do so, perhaps this will encourage and inspire you to do your own.  I'll be updating this file as people share their masks (if they so choose to do so).  Yes this is one person.  She made a first attempt and decided it did not reflect what she wanted.  So remember don't be attached to the outcome, it's only true for the moment.  I did ask her to name her mask or the process it's called Awakening

AWAKENING

Courage

Mirror of Truth

Face of Self

Olea in the RAMA Garden

Yes Santa Exists and He Plays The Sax....

So you may want to know how I know this.  Well, I witnessed him myself at the Union Square Subway Station.  I was actually having one of those days yesterday.  When I got to the subway, I realized I left my cell phone home and had to start over.  I had even put my dress on inside out but didn't realize it until my niece pointed it out while we were at my office Christmas party.    I may have started out oblivious but that shifted once I was in the presence of Santa.

I had just gotten off the L train and then climbed the stairs to the uptown side for the N/R/W/Q line.  I walked to the spot I go to because it will drop me off where I want and sitting there was Santa.  Well it took me a bit to make the connection that this was Santa right away, at first he was a sweet man playing the sax.  Then I put the pieces together.   He wasn't in one of those cheesy velvet costumes like the ones for salvation army.  He was wearing a RED hoody and look at that beard.  

So you tell me...is this Santa or what.  I was so excited and he was playing Silent Night on his sax.  Which was ironic because it was far from silent in the subway and it wasn't night either.  And people kept walking unconsciously as if they didn't notice him.  I would have that it was a dream or some shamanic vision; however, my trusty blackberry gave me proof.

It only makes sense that  Santa would need to chill before the big night.  After all he's about to go on a 24 hour bender with the reindeer.  And giving out all those gifts across the world in 24 hours can be pretty stressful, Santa needs his downtime too.  For me this is proof that you can't force the magic; however, if you open your eyes it's right in front of our faces.

5 Days into Solstice

In the New Moon, New Life playback,  email you should have received the update from the Wed. evening ceremonial and a link to the earlier blog with pictures immediately following...and the process continued.  

On Friday, after I sent off the ceremonial gifts to the dreamworkers.  I was called to put the remaining red carnations into a basket to create a cushy bed of hampi (good medicine) for your prayers.  I already had the compost from what was surrendered and I then added your dreams which I used the fire of tranformation as well.  All ashes were mixed together...as it is all energy.  I then placed the ashes onto some papers that had all of your names.  I used that paper as a blanket that was then wrapped around the ashes, blessed with some Young Essentials Joy and then adorned with some buds from the carnations and sweetness.

Look at How Precious that Center Bud of New Life Is?

I was then called to put a small symbolic piece of the veil to cover it as we were going into the solstice ceremony and would unveil it at that point.

Followed by the placement of the garland of dreams...nothing can veil that.

This sat in the North of my mesa until I packed the next day to head to my dear friend Laurie's.  We had scheduled some play time before the solstice ceremony which she had planned.  I got up to her home in Connecticut just before the snow.

As you would imagine, we did not drive to Grafton to the Peace Pagoda, but held the ceremony in her home, which is truthfully like a Peace Pagoda anyway.  Laurie orchestrated a beautiful ceremony in which the basket of new moon prayers was woven.

The beautiful despacho made by Laurie

First the veil was burned with the intention of removing any obstacles from keeping us in a co-creative relationship with the unseen forces and wisdom of the natural world.

I then offered the blanket of ashes...and then we adorned the despacho.

To which we added all the petals and sweetness from our basket. 

Which was then blanketed with paper cranes, symbolizing spiritual justice

We were ready to feed the fire with our despacho filled with gratitude and grace

And well received it was...one would think that this was enough but "coincidentally" I had forgotten the wedding bouquet in the NW (source of manifestation) of my mesa.  So on the Solstice (today) I walked to the East River and offered the bouquet.  I unbound the ribbon around it, as our dreams needed to be free.  It was well accepted by the river and I practically had to chase it to get the next shots.  As part of the bon voyage, I didn't have rice, but offered some paper heart confetti.

And Inti (the sun) was shining on the river laying a path that you will see the bouque flowing towards...

and our love and dreams, merged with the essense of water and fire!!!

The transformation is complete!!!

Photos From December New Moon

So last night was fabulous new moon and wanted to give you a glimpse...those that chose to participate got an email with description.  Besides, a picture says a thousand words.

Wedding Bouquet and Basket of Dreames

  Garland of Dreams

Source of Manifestation (dreams and divine child/True Self)

                  

 True Self Veiled   True Self Unveiled