Dryad

Stepping Up Feels Like…

At some point in our career, we begin to realize that we are far from where we started and yet so much more is possible. The ongoing shifts and changes of the expansion or our human consciousness has continually brought a barrage of awareness to my inner world. I am continually amazed as I watch people waking up to their greater potential, realizing that they are so much more than what they have been taught, nay trained, to believe. And for the changing tide to include those who have been marginalized for their independence of self, and for showing us how freeing it is to be, well, our Self.

I think the hardest part for me has been to not stop doing the inner work; to remove my own masks instead of others. In the past year I have realized the losses as well as the gains. I have reclaimed and disclaimed parts of myself or the stories I tell myself. I have released the past and welcomed the unknown future. But over all, I have gained the awareness of what Gandhi and all the other great philosophers and teachers have reiterated over time, and that is: to change myself is to change the world. And sometimes that when we do so, we step up to the tasks at hand even though it feels like we are taking a step back or down. Because when we do, we allow others to fill in the space we held, to shine up front and hold that special feeling while we become the solid ground.

Over the years I have purchased and read through a library of esoteric knowledge, both historical, theoretical and contemporary. Books, essays and texts written by diverse authors and artists who like myself are daring to dive into the realms of shadow and light all the while stumbling through the labyrinths of the inner realm to peel back the layers to get to one’s inner truth. Not the truth of this life, but that deep question of what is the Soul and why does it want to be me?

One never knows at what point in the process that the final deep-spiritual-dumpster-dive takes place. When that dark night of the soul occurs. But when it does, everything that was is finally peeled away leaving just the spark of what began, the eye of Source seeing itself as You. It’s hard to describe because it is different for each of us. But I can tell you that you will know it when it hits. You find out that you don’t really care about, well, things. My realization was that I am the glove the Soul is wearing to write its experience, an avatar, a proxy. This body, albeit a temple or house for the Soul, is what allows the Soul to move, taste, touch, feel, and play in the great organic realm we call our Universe. Whether I read cards at fair, dance skyclad in the moonlight, or offer intuitive healing, I do so for the personal-reality of the Soul. I walk forward aware there is a past but only the present matters. The future is written today, so make sure I Am Today and the future will birth from there.

There is definitely a period of re-connecting to the life you temporarily stepped away from and then returned. For me, I’ve let go my competitive edge, my delight to have a front table and my goal to write books, speak at conferences and create tarot decks. Instead I comfortably find myself feeling great joy in helping others to aspire to higher heights, to welcome their own intuitive gifts and release the binding cords of indoctrination and named descriptions. Just like welcoming my graying hair, oddly adjusting weight and waist, and the emergence of laugh-lines, I welcome stepping up to the plate to share my lessons-learned and hold space for others to expand and reach for the stars of their personal heavens. For I lose nothing in doing so, but instead gain everything.

One of my favorite memories of when I was younger, was to meet an older gentlemen who lived at and offered guided trail walks and talks in Yosemite Park. He must have been in his eighties at the time and was an honorary ranger. He lived there in a small cabin with minimal furnishings. But in his eyes was the world and the smile of life. In the short time I listened and shook his hand, I felt deep inside that here was a man who had so little in his cabin, but the universe showed in the sparkle of his eyes. His presence was so peaceful that it mesmerized me, and told me that he saw so much more than any words could describe. I have always aspired to be that person; to shine from within with an inner-peace, that knowing, a presence of place. This is what I see as stepping up. Because our presence is enough to shift anything.

And so I close this writing with these thoughts and questions: What would stepping up feel like to you? What are you willing to release to gain? How deep are you willing to go to Know Thyself?

Grace

 

 

 

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When Trees Fall – Life Cycles

Embracing Life’s Cycles Through Dryadic Wisdom

Last wAfternoon Tree Shadoweek I released from my life, a former partner of 20 years. He was one of those people that filled space with his eclectic presence while sharing darting glimpses of an impish nature. Although we differed in taste of a variety of things, we did share a unique perspective of life; it’s bigger than you experience, while small in your mind. Our life experience is where we gather the bricks we lay to define our perspective, to limit interaction, and create the windows and doors for future experience.

As I reminisce over events passed, determine the destiny of possessions no longer needed, I see the culmination of an individual’s evolution of philosophy, expressions and dreams. Spread throughout a realm of personal domain, books, music, art and day-to-day living provides a macrocosmic viewing of a person. And yet, each piece offers a microcosmic viewing of the individual inside themselves.

The process of cathartic release through cleaning and clearing of once prized possessions, has brought to my attention, the way I gather and collect the ‘things’ of my mind’s desirous habits; my music, art, foods and belongings; all things to adorn my castle of being. And I have begun to question the truth of my choices. Not a judgement of its beauty, but of my intention for obtainment. Why this? Why that?

One of the great lessons of living and walking on our Celestial Mother’s belly, is to remember that ourFern Growth on Tree organic avatar, the form we wonder about in – that truthfully belongs to her – isn’t the one that collects, gathers and possesses anything; it is our mind-personality. Our body could care less about that Andy Warhol poster, Sprig-green wall color, or the style of furniture and fixtures we proudly show to friends and family. It has no concept of whether this food is trendy, tastes good or looks nice; again it is the mind-personality that discerns. For somewhere at some time, we experienced something, gave it value and gathered into our realm of living.

Our mind, divinely woven into a three pound collective of cellular weaving and winding, is divided into two halves joined with a dance hall in between. Here is where we learn to merge the dance steps with the feeling of dancing; the form with function, the linear with organic. It is the library of our life, carefully catalogued into various sections and departments, an on-demand system for the personality to reach into at a moment’s notice to respond and discern the ‘what happens next’ part of our life. Our fiber-optic network which we rely upon for lightning-fast response, streams as much as possible and as fast as possible, all sensory input associated with the summoning issued. Problem is if the file is empty it, grabs the next option available, leaving us with a bewildered expression.

Tree Rings wit MossHis passing also brings into focus the cycles of our life. We are born into freedom and it slowly recedes from us through that pavlovian process we acquiesce into from preschool onward. If we are lucky, if our friends and family allow our individuality to freely expand and express, we grow wings of empowerment and soar to our Soul’s content.

Tonight is a night of tarot, where I meet my adopted family on the earth-realm, and embrace the spiritual family of my past life connections. While we divine and intuit through the cards, I wonder if he will share his reclaimed freedom and offer insights from the realm of Source’s mansions and gardens. Will I see the major arcana of Death/Rebirth? Or will the Priestess appear showing a return straight up the Tree-of-Life back to Source? Will one of the minor arcana appear such as two-wands, mastery of personal domain, or an archetype such as one of the Thoth Princes showing Tiphareth is his destination and return to that Buddha, Christ, Zen energy of the Solar Son presence. Either way, I am excited to see the outcome; to use the cards as a tool to learn more, experience deeper, and celebrate that joyous cycle of returning to the IAM before returning back for a new ME.Sun Rays thru Trees

So, to all who are walking through transition, are helping those in transition or consider what the winter of life holds, worry not my friend…here is some dryadic wisdom to help.

We are the human trees that walk the Earth, and as such we they are kindred souls of the four
elements; we are of the fifth. In the Epic of Gilgamesh, Enlil referred to trees as ‘divine beings’ for they are as close to holding a soul as the Natural Order can conceive. We are the Solar presence of the human-tree; four forces using the four elements for expression, powered by the Sun of the Son of Source. We are the Sons and Daughters of the Cosmos, also divine beings.

So remember….

  • All seeds carry the unabridged blueprint from time immemorial, so do you through your genetic material and more importantly your Akashic records ~
  • All saplings reach for the sun, embrace the moon, dance in the wind, and weather storms, they are built for living, so are you, you just might have forgotten how powerful and wondrous you are ~
  • A tree or forest does not compete with itself or each other, they weave and reweave for stability and continuity, so can you be the master-weaver of your life-fabric of expression ~
  • Trees honor their presence through the lust to express, without question, without worry, the final outcome is the gift they share when they release, so know you die daily and rebirth in each morning – a new day of potential presence ~
  • When a tree falls, they actually surrender to the Great Mother, it is a celebration and all of its knowing, recorded in the cellular structure of its heartwood, is released into the archives of the grand matrix of Earth, so will you share your archived experience with Source and the grand matrix of the Hue-Man forest ~
  • All trees are connected through the network of expressive presence, they do not understand separation, only connection, so remember, none of us are alone, ever; your Soul will never abandon you – sing to it, dance with it, wake it up and shout IAM together!

Grace Sequoia ~

Dryad of the Mother Tree, now in the Hue-Man Tree of Life

Imbolc, The Rise & Stirring of the Tarot Princesses

The Quickening of the Year

The Rise and Stirring of the Tarot Princesses

Art by WarwickGoble; Google image from 'teachmetarot.wordpress.com'

Art by WarwickGoble; Google image from ‘teachmetarot.wordpress.com’

Many of my friends will soon be celebrating Imbolc, also known as Candlemas, at the end of January and the beginning of February. The next equinox is approaching and the Earth, our celestial Mother, is beginning to awaken from her dark slumber. Her fiery husband is courting her with ever increasing warmth of light and love; stirring her, quickening her heart beat, and bringing her flow into fullness. She spreads open her presence to receive and we join in the divine dance through ritual whether ancient or not.

Winter is often referred to as the ‘crone’ period, where our lives become quiet and we go deep within to listen to the experiences of the past year, dream of the upcoming year and honor the presence of friends and family still with us. The winter is the time when the veils are thinnest, when we release the old and many choose to exit this realm to return to our true home with First Source. The vacuum of winter pulls on all that can no longer remain tethered to the Self and its connection to Earth. Winter’s grip is tight, cold and we see the severity of Geburah, but pray for the mercy of Chesed. The quickening of light and warmth is when the snow begins to recede showing us the first signs of the promise of spring; the time of the maiden. This is the splendor of Hod and victory of survival in Netzach.

Princess of Disks

Princess of Disks

In Tarot this time of year is represented by a rising of the four Princesses of the Elements of the human psyche. In the Thoth deck, the Princess of Disks is pregnant with the seed of promise, the assurance that our Mother will again warm her daughter’s womb in preparation for bearing fruit through our labors.

Princess of Wands

Princess of Wands

The Princess of Wands rides the fiery current of the warming fire sent from deep within our Mother’s heart, the quickening of the serpent fire to prepare her daughters for divine courtship and the Great Rite to follow. It is she that invokes, she that holds the wand in her authority of her Mother, and she that pushes life forward.

Princess Cups

Princess Cups

The Princess of Cups is dressed in her finest gown of sensual crystalline weave. She reweaves the old into the new while correcting any errors remaining from the past year. She is fluid and feeling everything all around her but not controlled by it; she rules her feelings and emotes only what is the truth of her feelings.

Princess of Swords

Princess of Swords

The Princess of Swords rises forth to apply her sword of understanding removing the thoughts that will no longer serve the divine Self in our journey to understand the divine architecture of our expanding and evolving presence. Together, these four act under the direction of the Great Mother. They are soon to be courted by their magical matches, the Divine Princes, riding downward from their fiery house of the Sun and acting their part to complete the divine marriage of sun and moon, dark and light, anima and animus; the two serpents rising around the maypole of the Divine Sword of our Spine and joining our Mother and Father in the divine presence of I AM. All in preparation for the renewed cycle of opening and expanding, all that is on this plane we call home.

Now is the time we clean up the wintery dust of stale thoughts, feelings and emotions. We open the windows and doors to welcome in fresh air, set fire to the old remnants we find buried and hidden in closets; things we coveted but no longer call to us as hoarded thoughts and feelings. We gather to dance around the fire in gratitude and bliss; preparing for the gush of fecund gifts to come forth to all who prepare.

In the next week, take time to recognize the process it takes for food to adorn your table, fire to warm your hearth, and the physical temple your Soul uses as its personal Avatar. Honor your bodies with cleansing baths, scented and energetically clearing. Clean the home and hearth to call forth new energy and begin a new cycle of experience. Eat foods the encourage health like blackberries (the darker the color means it is full of antioxidants and Vitamin K), anything with ginger to get the blood going and assist inner energies to get moving, and if you are feeling the need for a taste of the fresh fullness of new life, eat cheese from ewe’s milk.

Photo: Google Images Sodahead.com/Gaia

Photo: Google Images
Sodahead.com/Gaia

When you throw a tarot spread, ask ‘Show me what remains hidden and needs to be released.” Call forth the maidens of the tarot for assistance to feel, understand, impassion and fill your presence with the seeds of a new year’s opportunities. See them as the sensual and magical maidens of change and growth; but beware of what you ask. They each manifest under divine authority of each Queen of the deck and the Great Empress, who reflects the knowing from the Divine First Mother. Keep your heart true to your divine Self; sovereign and without limits, be mindful of that which you agree to, or surrender to, from the outside of integrity of You.

Grace Sequoia

IAM – Au Courant

IAM Au Courant photo source: http://www.lauragraceweldon.com (see also – shortgreenpigg.deviantart.com)

Some meditations bring questions,  some answers,

or, this morning, while sitting under twin-cedars, this.

I call this post Au Courant.

What would you call it, and why? 

 

Scene: 7:17am, 67 degrees,

beneath two 50-year-old Cedar trees named “The Sisters”

I breath in…out…I breath in…and out…

a movie begins to play

and the narration is this ~

There is nothing; a nothing that holds place. A dark thick matter poised as if held without purpose, all potential, unrealized. And as an outer lid opens, there is yet an inner lid that remains shut; yet ready, at any moment, for any moment, a moment. Then something is felt, the inner lid opens and an awareness is present, the question: I AM.

For a brief moment, the awareness waits for something, anything, to appear in response, yet nothing returns the ping of I AM. And in that moment, the nothing shifts into multitudes of expression, and ‘I AM’ is expressed outward in all directions turning to see its self. And it responds with I AM Many Expressions, ME. And it begins to explore each expression, simultaneously, in loving joy and wonder, bestowing upon itself a promise to continue expressing till all ME’s are exhausted. Each ME expressing over and over again, moving in and out of itself, evolving into fractals of connections upon connections.

The First IAM that becomes the First Source of presence, in love with itself, in wonder and joy, exploring and learning through the first-question:     

I AM…

 Grace Sequoia LeFae’

The Dryad Is Back!

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The Dryad is back! After some time away for caregiving, I am returning to the great work and sharing the insights and blessings of my craft. I will begin blogging again and sharing awareness and resources to help walking through the upcoming shifts and changes and how best to stay connected to your truth and claim your inheritance as a ‘sovereign being’ in the universe of the ‘now’.

UPCOMING NEWS

FAIRS: 4/18/15 Mystical Winds Holistic Fair, Everett WA

Come find me at the Mystical Winds Holistic Fair in Everett WA, Saturday April 18th, 2015. I’ll be in booth #38. I am singing in the Language of Light for Dryadic Blessings and offering Tarot readings from a Kabbalistic approach. I will also have some mandala coloring books, artwork, and tarot bags for sale.

NEW PROJECTS

Book In Process ~ Tarot Spreads for the New Aeon

Stay tuned for my upcoming book of new spreads for the New Aeon – including the Physician’s Spread – and others related to Kabbalistic work and ways to daily experience the tarot deck to learn about your self. There will also be a spread to reach out to and connect to the Angels of the Tarot.

CLASSES

Using Tarot to augment energy work – The Physician’s Spread

Saturday, May 2nd, 2015 @ Lynnwood Meadowdale Workloft

A class on using the Physician’s Spread to augment your energetic healing work will be on held in May as part of the Love-and-Light Community group. My many thanks to Diane Garris for sharing her loft space to hold this class!

This is a 21 card spread designed to THE PHYSICIAN’S SPREAD – (a Kabbalistic tarot spread), is a unique tool for understanding how the energies of an individual’s thoughts, emotions, and passions are impacting their body. This is a 21-card spread offering a look at: the inner/outer approach to their life, their mind/personality process-flow, the five main systems and the five basic regions of the body individually, followed comparison of systems to each region and lastly a Final Awareness Message. These six ways offer insight into a person’s current life-condition/situation and a way to augment any energy-worker’s tool box. A workbooks with the spread and worksheets for notes will accompany the class. Come discover a way to help encourage your clients to “become the change they wish to see.”  Click here for details.
In Infinite Love & Gratitude,
Grace LeFae’

When Towers Crumble and Bridges Fall…

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The Tower - Card #17

Tower Card XVI, Thoth Deck

 

 

When Bridges Fall and Towers Crumble…

Walking the Path of the Tower Card, Major Arcana – Thoth Deck

The world is walking through an amazing, yet painful and rapid process of healing, renovation and restoration. This involves all of us; the Earth, her children and ‘We the Humans’; the ones who tread where Angels fear to follow. Together yet individually, we must go into the night; the deep jungle of our hearts and minds to unearth the hoarded secrets of the self and set free the skeletons of our past. But this is not for the faint of heart. It’s not for trend or to dust off the ego’s furniture; oh no, this is the deep scouring. This is the reformatting of the hard-drive of our hearts and mind/personality. Here we dump old programs, rewrite the wetware of labels and definitions of all things outside of our self. This my friends is where the rubber meets the road, because this is for the serious trekker. This journey requires a shamanistic dive into the lower realm where the caves are dark, the ground wet and damp. Here you meet the shadows of You and embrace the suffering and sorrows to understand them in order to reconcile and walk again in your inner peace and integrity.

 For this is the TOWER card, number sixteen which rolls into number seven, Netzach the Sephira where we learn Victory. Here is where the sevens of the deck share their knowledge and offer the energetics of learning about Love, Feelings & Instinct, Nature, the Arts and The Group Mind. It actively sends forth the call for work in the Astral Triangle, where we form the thoughts we bring into manifest in the physical realm of Assiah. But it is also the path of PE, with the fiery Mars energy shown in colors of scarlet, orange and yellow, and the black darkness of the North. This path is where you where you find the “gateways of the soul” (The Qabalistic Tarot – Robert Wang). PE means ‘mouth’, the gateway where life enters and death exits. This is where we express our ideas and desires. For words are sounds, and sound shifts frequency. In the card, the all-seeing-eye of Horus perceives all and shines forth its knowledge of awareness while the mouth of PE burns the dross of the unnecessary chafe, leaving the edifying kernels of life giving wheat. These are the building blocks for what will remain as a solid foundation of You. As the tower stands alone, so do each of us, set into the landscape of our choosing, and here we must break down the walls and constructs of what no longer assists us in preparation for the soul’s journey for higher understanding and life experience. Through this process, we become victorious, which means we have walked through trials and tribulations, and we rise again like the phoenix to rebuild the new pyramid that will last well into your future, in strength and empowerment; but only if you are courageous, and honest enough to walk with faith and trust, without the compass of past world definition.

As we each walk through our own ‘dark nights of the soul’, or if you wish, much needed self renovations and restoration, so does the ‘Group Consciousness of Human-kind’. Each of us, are part of the whole, and as such we individually and together chart the course of the whole. Through each of us taking responsibility for our choices to allow old bridges of falsity and imperfections, which we have been struggling to hold together, finally fall into the ruins they belong, we clear the horizon for a new age; a clairsited future. The gilded past of ivory towers and meandering bridges illusions will flicker and fade from our holographic, self-perceived reality game of survival. The old concepts of mental, emotional, physical and spiritual give way to new insights, into the authenticity of the truth of You, covered up beneath the layers of dogma and self-imposed methodology.

The TOWER reminds us that even though the towers tumble and the bridges fall down around us, we are still capable of remaining centered by understanding that the We are not the world, our friends, our family our jobs or what we own. We can’t be them because we observe everything around us; daily. The observer cannot be the observed. Once we release the tether of ‘group consciousness’ and embrace the unique and wondrous inner Sun of our Self, our Solar Self (solar-el, sol-el soul), we can shine forth from the Christ/Buddha center sun of our being. The six pointed center of Tiphareth and of the newness of possibility. This is my dream for each and all of us, together. I accept the challenge of deconstruction to push new life and welcome the fire of the holy spirit to burn away the deadwood, gathered over time; to ignite the flame of inner seeded hope and new growth. I am the Forest and the Tree. And you?

 

Grace LeFae’

The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating Grass

Today I finished reading a short, but wonderful book titled, “The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating“, by Elisabeth Tova Bailey. I’m not going to retell the story, but I will tell you this, it’s an amazing and honest journey of a woman’s ability to move forward in her life, aided by her observations of the small snail living in a pot of violets at her bedside. It sounds simple, but the most simple things in life can become the most moving and life changing if we truthfully open ourselves to them.

Which brings me to today’s post. Most of us move about the planet under a set of required tasks, expected events and self-imposed routines. And each day we make choices that steer out boats about the cosmic sea according to our whims and wishes. Sometimes, life brings a storm that causes us to stop a moment and re-examine our lives and what we have placed value on and what we have set aside. But most of us have few interruptions that forces us to rewrite our course to stay or change.

The wild snail in the book is very adaptable. It does what it needs to survive with little thought on the why and where of the cause; only that a change is required. Humans on the other hand, we love to expound on the why and share theories of what should have happened, could have happened, and then…what if; but not necessarily to make a change. We do love to advise though. Even if we have nary an understanding of the source of the situation, but we have great imagination and thus, we can create a solution. Which is why it is such a trial and error life. I digress. My point is if a snail can not be worked up over being moved to a new location, with no idea for food and sustenance and yet, and yet, manage to figure it out without drama, why can’t we?
Meditation, praying, retreats and moments of reclusiveness all have one thing in common; a chance to be quiet. To still the mind, to become mind-less. This is what the book brought to my attention. To hear a wild snail eating, can’t happen with the television or radio on. It can’t happen with an iPod or cell phone in use. It happens when we slow down long enough for the outside world to be heard in the subtle layers of sound and movement. It’s amazing when you think about it. So my challenge to you is, if you had a chance to slow down long enough to hear something so subtle as a snail eating, what would you listen for? And how long would you be willing to wait, to let all the chatter cease to be able to hear it? Think about it. I did. ~ Grace

The Dance of Light on Water~

Light is amazing. It illuminates the unseen, comforts us when in shadow. It prisms into a magnificence of colors. It twinkles in constellations across distances of space. And it dances on water.

While traveling across water via a Ferry, I watched the continual reflections of the sun light on the soft ripples of the water. I was mesmerized by its solid and rolling feel, and yet, the light lifted it and made the motions like a dance of movement. I was lost in a moment of time. And I thought about how we scurry around our day and night, tethered by devices and schedules. Obligations whether real or perceived, dictating the time we have to stop and notice simple things – like sun light dancing on water.

Most of us will notice and say, ah…how nice. And then we turn and focus on the next thing that our mind has determined important. I think we are all the lights that dance on the water. The shifting, rolling, movement from one ripple to another and inter-playing with each other. The water supports us, lifts and drops us to allow the myriad of shapes and brightness of reflections created. In the sea of life, we the dancing light, create collectively the pictures, moment by moment; part of the whole and yet individual. What do you see? ~ Grace LeFae’

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