Sunday, 12 February 2012

Location, location location

Changes are coming with the winter rain. Its been expected for a while, almost foretold, but I misread some of the clues and signs involved. I guess my own sight was too focused on the target. But its nothing bad, just unexpected. Im moving again! But unlike last time when I crossed an ocean and a border (and a few bridges), now Im just moving across town. I'll miss the fairytale beauty of Alum Chine, but I'll be closer to work, have more space to myself, and better yet, my friends will be two streets away, so we can now see each other more often, and more easily. Another bonus is that I'll have more kitchen space, and a larder!! I honestly can't wait to fill it up with comfort, warmth, inherited recipes and security. So I'll be baking and cooking a lot more again.
 
Not to mention that I'll have a garden, which is perfect timing, so I/we (my house mate) have time to plan our garden. We both love to cook so we'll have lot's of fresh herbs.
 
I'm saving up to have my stuff shipped over from Denmark so I can't afford to spent money of decorating and furniture, so I'll have a very empty room for a while I'm affraide  (but I have been to IKEA to look at options, lots of magic space maker funitur available, will post pics when I get them). But I really don't mind. It just means I have time to search and find just the right stuff that fits the home I want to create. My friends are also a big help, they asked me in detail what my tast is, what colors I like and what style. So they too are going on the lookout for me, so the hunt is on! I'll just do what I did when i first moved to England, furnish my room with picktures. Its easy, cheap and a very efficiant way to create personal space, but unfortunately I cant sleep on a picture, so I will have to invest in a bed, and some kind of storage for my clothes. 
 
On a different note, Im actually enjoying the gentle rains and gray clouds, (I must be turning English), especially since the rest of Europe and north UK are covered in snow and frost. A bit of rain is just fine with me! After all, we did not get frost until mid January and it did not last that long, now we just have chili autumn weather (I might have to invest in Wellingtons at long last).
 
As we move through the second calender month of the new calender year, I'm starting to feel other foretold changes. Soon I'll be back at the moontree for more training in the Reiki mastership, the team awsomn circle is expanding and possibilities for various working are on the horizon. The past new years have been full on very specific changes, now we are starting a new set of changes, continuing the building that was started under the old changes, tweaking the details, fine tuning and expanding. Soon I'll have been here for two years, it's another marked passed and I can feel that I'm standing on more stable ground. I can't help to compare my move to England, to when I moved to Copenhagen. But where equally epic moves and changed me and my life very much, but what I compare is the time it took me to build a home and circle of friends in Copenhagen and the time it's taking now. 
 
I think the title given to the coming time, is "Resources coming together", and it's already starting to happen.  

Wednesday, 18 January 2012

Plans within plans

The spirit of 2012 is starting to unfold before my eye, it took some doing to turn my previous melancholic perception in a different direction, but with the help of the right influence, the job have been completed.  


And we have plans, I think that's one of the more important steps to shape the perception of the coming months, to make lots of plans. I don't know how many of them will be brought to completion, or just have the same structure, often we change our well though of plans the last minuet, and often that's for the best. We are after all, a group of very like minded people, so we often end up moving towards the same plans, without having verbalised them. I like to think of it as friendship telepathy, it's the thing that happens when you just have that one or two friends that you connect with, and indeed are on the same "wave length" with. 


I'm first and foremost planning to bring together my past with my present, my Copenhagen life with my English life. Since I left Denmark about 85% of my stuff have been in storage and kept safe, thanks to very good friends, without whom I truly do not know what I would have done. Naturally I have an idea of that all those boxes contain, but truth be told I have forgotten a lot of it. Now I wish I have taken picketers of each box, lol. But I guess that's the good part, when my dear friends come over with all my stuff, it's going to be like 13 Yules all in one! The only problem is going to be space! Naturally I have been collecting, living, experiencing and shopping for the one year and 6 months I have been living here, so I definitely have to go I IKEA and buy some magic furniture to keep all my stuff in. And I did spend the last 6 months in Denmark clearing out, giving stuff away and throwing away, so now I only have the hard core left of stuff I love, use a lot and mean a lot to me. I was actually a hard time, those 6 months, I hate to admit it, but I'm a lot more materialistic then I thought, that or I'm just too sentimental about stuff and the memories attached to them...properly a bit of both but mainly the latter.


I'm also planning a long week visiting my mom, and for that I truly can't wait! A week just relaxing in mom's cottage, mom's food, a trip to Viborg seeing my old hunts and hopefully seeing old friends also.
I will also attend a wonderful gathering of very special and like minded people in the wild! I have great expectations to this trip, or rather, I have great expectations to myself on this trip! Looking back, I'm a bit ashamed to see how fast I became influenced my certain negative perceptions held by people suppose to know better. I guess I still have problems trusting my own though, heart and opinion, it's much easier to trust anthers. but thankfully I'm finding that this is less true of myself, then it was one year ago. Change for the win! lol
Hopefully I can also visit Copenhagen at long last, if I can scrape enough money together for this third trip, it will be the first time I set foot in Copenhagen for two years, and threes so many people I haven't seen since then. And so many places that need to be revisited. That city harboured many of my changes, and many of my most important changes. Six years are after all, a long time and the personality of that place, did affect my shaping ever so much. For better or for worse, a lot happened in those old streets and that have to honoured, not forgotten. But I will not dwell on it either, just remember with a smile.

Sunday, 1 January 2012

Yet another calender

The calendar year have starter again and Im not sure if I really care. Maybe because for me, spiritually the year have already started and this is just another celebration set by the society we live in? That, or I'm being melancholic.  

Not to indicate that I'm depressed or feeling blue at the moment, it's just.......well, maybe I'm just a bit tired.

But that being said, this year is a bit exciting, theres a lot of stuff under being planed. Among others, My things are being transported to England from Denmark at long last and I might possible be moving.

I have been talking about moving in with a good collage, just the two of us sharing a flat. I'm VERY tempted because this would mean more space and more control over my home, this would also do a lot to create a larger seance of home for me on a practical level. I love the house I live in now, but I am only renting one room, and there are a lot of drawbacks, but the house and location are the most idyllic I have every lived in and unless I win the lottery, i will never live that idyllic again. And it's very easy being able the pay ma landlady one amount and all the bills for the month are taken care of....so I guess that I'm just being lazy.

But theres also the matter of money. I need to save up money for the moving of my stuff, and first them can I save up for a flat deposit and furniture and in that department I need everything, but first and foremost a bed. But there are options that might make this move possible....we will have to see if I can let go of my Victorian bliss.

On a different note, at the end of 2011 I finished my Reiki training (well, you never really finish, but on the paper) so now I qualify as a reiki master, which makes me very happy since this means I can finally teach it to others, and I have a list. :)

well, heres to hope, inspiration and new beginnings. Cheers folks...........

 

Sunday, 20 November 2011

Autumn Reflections

It's late november and southern UK is finally enjoying autumn. Guy Fawkes Night have passed with great fires (supposedly to celebrate the survival of an english king, but the pagan connection is not lost on me, the battle of the two kings will always manifest from time to time). And not to mention the sweeties offered and the hog roast rolls, chestnuts and mulled wine. It was truly a celebration.   


And I'm still shaping and building, I guess that's going to carry on forever no matter where I go, change are after all part of the human program, weather we like it or not. The particle matter of getting the rest of my stuff, memories, nick nacks and life, transported to the UK is getting more real, friends are gathering and planning to make it happen. It reassures me that even though we no longer see each other very often, we still have a lasting connection, and I have not left all behind. Hearts do remember.


I still don't reach out enough, I still don't look out enough or grab a hand, but I'm getting better at it and I'm truly trying to shape new connections in life and all matters.......and results are slowly shaping before my minds eye. 

  
     
  

Thursday, 22 September 2011

From Bournemouth to Denmark and back again

Moving through the land in a slow lazy movment  I start to notice different details of the country that have held me thight for over a year now. I’m surpprised to see us driving by so much heath in all its purple flower glory and dark green desert. It remaind me of the country that I’m traveling to, of my childhood spent in solitry play on the danish heath, letting it be the background for a whole world of my mind. I’v always defined my country by this old heath, the heath that my pesent ansters lived on 200 years ago. It’s almost like a blood memory, inheareted down through the generations to make us rezognise this landscape as our home to protect. But seeing it here feels like a old bridge between my two countrys,  a bridge that I just haden’t noticed before but was there right before my eyes, I just had to turn the right corner.



Later I’m hypnotizes by the ”sky” skabe I see outside the airplaine window, I’v see it before, but it never sezes to amaze me. It always makes me feel like I just rediscovered a secret world that I knew in dreams but only now just dscovered in the waking world. 

Much later the next day, still affected by the danish firewater we drank the night before, Im sitting in my moms garden enjoying a rare danish summer day contemplating past and present, and how it just seems to fit perfectly together.

Moms cottage is truly back and beyond, you see it across vast fields, and behind the house on an old hill is the village church, and with uncle living in the cottage next door, its become a suprime place for our family to gather when possible. You just can’t surpass the peace of the place.  Its like my mother and uncle have erected an invisible wall around theire two cottages and inbetween them, build a magical garden, theire own special world that I get to visit when ever possible.  



Now  it’s the last night, sitting before I’ll retire completly, Im thinking of the feelings I’ll take with me, the memories and the family blessing I’m carrying with me across the water. I now truly belong to two contryes. One will always be the home that bore me and gave me myself and shaped my spirit, and the other is the country that adopted me and cought be when I needed it the most but expected it the least.

Monday, 25 July 2011

Proper medium and bending forward

Well Im trying to turn it, as in turning the situation, hopefully some of the circumstances will come later when Im ready. Yoga is on the agenda, or ad least Im threatening to :) The local medical center offers it for 7 quid a go, so it worth trying but still thats 28-35 a month.....but I'll try and add it to my plans of change :)
And besides I know that if I don't the tower will come looming again like it always do. But I appreciate it now for what it is, and thats an opportunity for creation.


And another big gift for myself, I bought a beautiful notebook for poetry and I started using it. All I need is the proper book and I cant stop myself, which really gives me great pleasure to use my creativity  again in its true form and medium. It reminds me that we all hold our own tower power of change,  creation and reshaping.

Again I find myself safely under Pandoras key.


  


Thursday, 9 June 2011

Emerald green changes

The changes of the towers shadow no longer frighten me, but it still surprises me. I'm surprised in all the different shapes I find the change in, and the grand scale of blessings that it's beginning to bring into my life. I still see challenges in the tower that should not be underestimated, but I now have more faith in myself and the people that support my steps.


The slow nighttime lights of the overgrown chine, cradle my thoughts of life, the things I have shaped thus fare and the plans I have for the coming shapings. I never thought that I could feel safe living the life Im living now, but here I am, loving every second and feeling right at home, and that is to say safe in this world.  Sure theres still practical details that haunt my remaining seance of paranoia, but I know that child now and are amending.

Laying in the deep green shadows in my room, at the edge of the chine, I'm listening to the owls greetings to the oncoming night, giving fair warning to the small ones that the hunt are soon to begin. Ocean waves mix and mingle with the nightlife of the chine and I finally surrender to sleep in the halls of the holy hunter that roam these ancient isles.

So much is still to come.....