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In my post Irish I told about a little tool. It waited until today I had the inspiration….

Some years ago, I got a big mother of pearl shell as a present.June 24 this year I got a little shell as a present from a very friendly lady who was hired to make nature-friends with the children. Yesterday, I put the two together. Today the little Irish fellow mingled too. It had to be this way.

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Medlar

Spirit works in mysterious ways. Yesterday I saw a detective series within the detectives wife is going to make Medlar’s Jelly. She told her husband the detective: “ It has to be made by rotten medlars….” and his face expression was hilarious. This morning the thought process around Medlar’s Jelly started, above all the mention that the medlars has to be rotten….The Medlars Jelly is described as utterly delicious and beautiful to look at – amber with pink highlights and very glossy.


Even Shakespeare wrote about the Medlar in Romeo & Juliet:

Now will he sit under a medlar tree,
And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit
As maids call medlars, when they laugh alone.
O Romeo, that she were, O that she were
An open-arse and thou a poperin pear!

Further my thoughts went to ‘rotten’ bleeted Medlars. In the state of bleeting it suites transformation – only if we rott we can grow – only if the Medlars are rotten you can make new delicious jelly or jam of them. Same as in life I would say. Surely suiting all the rotten folks in politics and the money world. It all has to become so rotten that there is no further denial possible that it all has to change. Than we can build new livable conditions – making tasty jelly or jam.

Getting more and more intrigued by the Medlar, I came across this:

Medlar (Mespilus germanica):

Message:

“You feel very lonely at the moment, I can help you overcome this loneliness, I help you to be open to new insights and give you the courage to push your own boundaries. You are not alone.”

Light:
transformation; insight; self-confidence; healing; protective

Dark:
capricious, arrogant, fearful, crime,
Element:
Earth; Air

Energetic:
1st and 4th Chakra

Planet:
Saturn; Uranus; Sun

Season:
Spring; Autumn

Medical qualities:
use in case of constipation

Physical:
stomach; intestine; throat

Personal:
provides insight into your own skills; helper to push boundaries

Here I recognized that the Medlar is all around the transition we’re all in, suiting the upcoming New Moon. The retrograde Venus in Scorpio and Libra in this is like the bleeting process the Medlar fruit has to go through before it is sweet jelly or jam. That this little conversation in the detective series had such an impact on me show, that I’ m in the process and that I have helpful companions around me.

As mentioned above – the jelly has the color of amber and amber is all about the heart and love. Only lived from your heart and love sprout a good life.

More about the Medlar Tree

Would like to have one of the traditional Makhila’s made from Medlar tree wood

The Makhila is a wonderful symbol for the Medlar Tree being a protective companion on your path.

The recipe for Medlar’s Jelly

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Yesterday started making this new tool. It’s made of a branch of fig tree and the little hats from the first acorns my home-grown oak tree delivered after 6 years. The little hats look like little satellite dishes.Colors purple and silver.

Fig tree: initiation old school, enlightenment. Acorns and Oak: The oak forms is the gateway to the Other World. The tree shows the extent to which you have confidence in following your path and your life destination. Element is air. Acorns are abundance. In the past, the value of the forest land was determined by the number of pigs that could be fed by the oak on that land.

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The evening before the Full Moon I could not keep my eyes open, somewhere tears were stuck and I had a feeling on my chest as if I was going to have a cold. Went to bed at 22:00.
At 4:32 ‘o clock, right in time, I woke up and had the urge for immediate action.
Downstairs first thing was feeding the cat and made my morning beverages and lit candles everywhere. Sitting at my white dining table, I could see the Full Moon shining brightly.The cat came to lie next to me. Again the hassle with my eyes and a lot of yawning.
I hold the little self-love tool until 5:45 ‘o clock.
Went into the practice room and got on my knees on the white pillow. The Family Thing imaginary in my hands, felt big and heavy. Threw it into the Universal Energy saying that I gladly carried it but nothing to do with it and therefore giving it back. Universe will take care of the energy to go to its rightful owner.Then, finally, the tears came.

The Full Moon did its work. The days after this ritual I felt more alive and more active. My physiotherapist looked at me with the words: “you are much more in your skin and you look more balanced….” . Only thing left to do -> the painting.

Pushing artistic outlet doesn’t work so I patiently waited for the urge to start painting. High Noon today there it was – a quiet invitation….Let my hands move as they wanted until the flow stopped.Here it is – me facing the family and more – it’s kind of good-bye and hello at the same time.

 

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The Family Thing

On Twitter there was this #Septemeer2018 creativity going on. One painting or drawing a day with the theme the sea. One day, after painting I had a lot of different colors left. What a waste I thought so I put all the left-overs on paper and whipped through them with paper towel and brushes until my hands got no more impulse to move. Let it dry while cleaning the area. Set it against the wall and the immediate thought was: The Family. A heavy kind of thought, theatrical like Cosa Nostra, the Mafia or something like that. As a matter of fact I liked it.

This afternoon, a coaching appointment and no idea what would come up. Just before the appointment I had the insight that I had to use the tool self-love this time.

We indeed talked about what it means to me and if I think I love myself totally. Thought yes but, unfortunately there still is some resentment. Sorted through myself and came up with: “My oldest part does not.”

Not that easy because what’s my oldest part. I thought backward so it had to be the child but that was not the case. The picture of an old woman manifested.

I thought of the above painting and bingo. It is The Family and I’m standing with my back towards them on the right. Why? There is still angst that they influence me in a negative way…. but they don’t, to the contrary. I have to let go of the angst and the leg problem will faint away.

Speaking of the legs….

My physiotherapist, who also practice cranio sacral therapy, had information for me last thursday. I told my coach what she said and based on the confusion I had due to the information, another old karmic thing opened – the oldest part – way way back in the female line of my mother. I remembered a family constellation when I had positioned my mother, grandmother and great-grandmother and me. Nobody talked, nobody laughed, nothing, heavy energy. Until grandmother finally admitted that it was her fault that her son voluntarily went into war and died – which was known by my mother and true. Grandmother after that was able to bow for her mother. great-grandmother asked for the thing and grandmother gave it to her. Suddenly we all burst into laughter, my mother was so funny and able to see me and talk to me – a big relieve in the energy. great-grandmother on her turn gave it back to her mother and so on in a long row. The therapist then suddenly said she saw the one who had this thing first had come and took it back and that it was gone. Obviously this is not the case because today I got aware of the fact that I took the thing and the thing is blocking me.

The thing – very old – evolves around Guilt and Penance – mainly Penance.

Has nothing to do with me so I can let it go. How? “Throw it away with the intention to get it back in the line, into the Universe – it will find its way.”  Second step is another painting where I turn around – it will manifest like the other one above – don’t think about it. It may be an idea to stay awake tonight or wake up before the full moon. Again: don’t think about it, follow the flow.

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Initiation

Past Thursday, August 30, I finally initiated the new tool. Boy oh boy what an initiation that was!

First I energized a medicine wheel and set down in the middle with the tool. Sage smoking to clean the tool from everything that does not belong. After that the initiation ritual. I ask spirit, mother earth, devas, nature spirits, all elements and kings and queens from the 4 directions North, South, West and East to help channeling the supposed energy for this tool. When the energy entered, I got tremendous pain on the back of the upper body at the height of the heart and from left to right. Felt like a thick bar. Sealed the energy in the tool and ended the ritual.

Started rummaging through the garden, trimming some bushes, when suddenly the bar in my back became a spasm top to toe. This spasm accompanied me for three days slowly settling.

The energy suiting the new tool is, among other things, love for every part of oneself, even the frightened one. Communication with and messages from celestial forces, supporting the trust in one’s vision of spirits and ghosts. The tool thus is a supportive companion in my process to leave fear behind.

Here the tool after initiation.

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Ghosts

Today finally another coaching session after the summer heat. It’s a bit of a prolongation of what was seen in April. First I cleared away some questions around what’s going on in the family before we could concentrate on my process again. There is a lot going on between my children.

This morning I saw the week ahead message here

My reaction was kind of irritated: ” and if at all I have to choose it’s the Nature child, that sweet little girl rummaging through the garden, smelling every flower I once was.” Let alone that exactly this theme came around in the coaching session.

All the hell with my legs since November.  “There is something with your pelvis….”

“Christ, I went to the doctor last week with exactly the same feeling but he denied and refused a scan as I wanted.” Suiting the fact, I happened to find over the years, that I am prone to misdiagnosis. It’s not the first time.

“… and a blood control if potassium and sodium are alright.”  “Will ask for it.”

Then the prolongation finally came – baby again but with another theme.The painting I made in May showed it.

Baby hanging in the middle of the red line having connection to the red part on the right, but only with the male – not with the female energy because I prevent that. Why? Within the fear I wrote about here there is still left the fear of the female clairvoyant talent – especially ghosts in all their forms. The fear of feeling everything is gone. I have to admit that I never ever watch scary movies, movies with ghosts and so on. But that fear is rooted far back in my childhood when I still was able to see but could not handle it and nobody believed. My mother was afraid of her paranormal talents too.
When one has the talents of clairvoyance, clairfeeling and hearing to help people on their path one cannot exclude a part of it – one has to go the full way with all that present itself. So again working with the blue tool with the seal.

“That’s it for today….pauze… me filling in with “we have to make another appointment now” “That’s right, end of september but there is hesitation, a picture, all of the tools you’ve made there is one you have to use until the appointment.” ” OMG 25 tools and only one of them…how…” I answered all alarmed.. “What was the last you made – that’s the one.” “Sunday, yesterday I made one and it had to be made and I almost initiated it too. Now I do it today.”

When my friend gave me the branches Friday evening she kept saying that she liked the curved one the most and I was completely happy with the parakeet feather…. should have known….Besides that we talked about the nasty energy you can get into your house when you buy Indonesian puppet-dolls or a Kris. Again I could have known this was the theme to come.

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