On a recent excursion where I found myself in a totally different Eco system which was streaming with people I found myself hungrily searching for nature and a common thread of life.
I found a deep connection to the plant life surrounding me at every turn. Most of this unparalleled beauty was ignored by the general crowd. There were divine connections and moments to simply appreciate tiny ferns growing out of huge palms, brilliant yellow tube shaped flowers bursting out on tree limbs stark and resting as spring began here. I even in several spots had the exciting trill of being enveloped by a scent so familiar but elusive till the files in my head connected the scents of our smudge sprays firefly garden, dancing dragon, invocation at midnight.
I was totally delighted to have created several scent combinations found in a cross section of gardens.
This confirmed “Yes the Fae have been blessing me with healing combinations and whispers on the winds of scent-sual healing my work.” Funny spelling intended. Things were happening very quickly on this experience and all I could do was be fully in the experience and know I would have time later to explore and record.
The next morning I got a bit of down time and knew I could grab an extra bit of sleep before heading out. Feeling a bit fuzzy like being between the worlds with one foot on either side, I began to notice the room was filled with a huge crowd of beautiful caramel, latte and bronze faces, bright alert brown eyes and happy excited expressions. The room is filled with a beautiful golden light which I may compare to sunrise on the best day of your life. The atmosphere is festive, joyful and gratitude is a swirling rainbow of color touching each and every face.
I begin to feel an expansion take place in my solar plexus as a doorway opens and sparks my guides to touch my shoulder while the knowing all is well, be at peace floods my heart. I can only equate this as a Faerie door opening and I am the door. There is a physical feeling like riding a quickly ascending elevator when you get the wibbly wobble feeling in the pit of your stomach.
Again I am reassured all is well and to go with the flow of the experience. I begin to hear Thank you, Merci, Adios, Ciao, Arrivederci, till we meet again…………being murmured in an unending stream. I see the faces begin to soften at the edges and begin to twinkle as the fade. So many, such happy faces swirling in and out of focus as they begin to pass thru the doorway and are gone. As the last faces swirl out of sight I feel the doorway close and I am transported to a sandy hill on the beach at sunrise looking out at the sea I seen hundreds of footprints coming from every direction and stop at the base of the hill.
In my work I have helped more than a few folks transition into what we call death, holding space, praying as they passed. This was a very different experience and as things finished I was enlightened that this was a mass transit for many who had been trapped and were ready to now move on.
I have received information and downloads about the Fae and one of their function is providing space and time for those who die to rest, reflect and reconnect to finish or shore up, bring peace to those they left behind.
This place is called the third kingdom and all life assumes a very fluid form, no straight lines no beginning and no end, A never ending stream of cycles, circles, nature, birth, death and all in between flow into the song of life each adding their own notes to enrich the beauty of every single form of life. All connected each adjusting to make room as the song expands and contracts.
While those who pass through the third kingdom old baggage melts away becoming fertilizer for new life as it releases pain, hate, and our burdens back into the full spectrum of life energy.
I was blessed to have this experience and help be the connection from one world into the next. Take time to unplug and connect into the world of nature and the Fae each day for the peace of mind, beauty and sometimes unexpected experiences along the way.
Blessed Be Peg FCM
Mother and Daughter team, Peg and Gwen, share insights and delights they've discovered in the making and use of Misty Valley Magical Tools and Energy Work.
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