When You Let Go of Fear the Truth Will Appear

Feeling Blessed......

Feeling blessed and so deeply healed I have the deepest sense of gratitude for my life, and for finding my way to be able to participate in ceremonies from native tribes all over the world.

Never would I have thought for a minute that my life story would lead me to those who have trained in so many traditional ceremonies and that I would find myself sitting naked surrounded by complete darkness to undergo a transformational cleansing so profound that I am struggling to understand the depth of the healing I received.

How does one put into words how profound such an experience was, or, the level of healing and insights one has felt?

It take immense courage to enter a sweat lodge, for this is not an easy journey to undertake, it is more like a quest to unburden the soul and to reconnect with the everpresent unseen world of our ancestors as they cocoon us with their love and guiding presence.

Finding myself living in a society that does not resonate with my soul for many years I stumbled along in life trying without success to make sense of this world I reside in, and yet through all the disconnection and loneliness I miraculously found my way to be here sitting in the inipi and baring my body and soul for a journey that left me speechless and so deeply changed.

As the rock people were brought in on this cold and rainy autumn night the heat within the inipi continued to rise until it became nearly unbearable to remain in this space.

But remain I did, pushing through the fear and allowing the breath of the dragon to steam away the impurities of my body and soul.

With prayers offered to myself and humanity, for my beloved Gaia and all her creatures I took a voyage into a realm of  the unseen the guiding presence of the Spirit realm was so present as I allowed myself to expand into the interconnectedness of all life, seen and unseen I felt so strongly connected to everything.

As the rain continued to pour outside and the steam cascaded down upon me within the inipi I could feel the sacredness of being in this space, right here, right now.

It was destined to be that I found my way here on this night, to return to the traditions from a people who walked this earth long long ago.

Humbled and freed I could feel my body purging toxins and negativity that were still lingering within my body and mind, it was being drawn out and released as the sweat poured from my body.

Completely spent and drained of all that no longer serves me I emerged from the inipi a different person than the one who entered.

My whole life I have felt that I was born into the wrong time, that I should have been living in a time when humans remembered that everything is connected, that every single living organism is sacred, that we are not apart from them, we are them, as they are us.

But here I am, living a human life in these disconnected times, and as if by magic I found my way back to those who understand my plight, and who also walk this world like I do, with reverence to the mysteries of life and the teachings of those who walked before us.

I do not limit myself to identifying as a result of heritage from my birth mother and father, rather I have always known that my true essence is a mixture from many lifetimes lived upon this planet, and an innate knowledge that I have walked this world before in a time where harmony was our birthright.

The ceremony within the inipi was like taking a trip home, to a time when this was not seen as weird or dangerous, but as a regular practice with people I once loved and walked with.

Life is such a mystifying journey and with our limited perception most humans do not remember who they really are, they become lost as they try to navigate their way in a world designed to disconnect them from Nature herself, not knowing that to reconnect to the source of all Life is the first step in healing their soul.

Walking out into my garden this morning it was with reverence that I placed one foot after the other on my beloved Mother Earth feeling her beneath my feet.

Her heartbeat in rhythm with my own.

With eyes seeing as if for the first time I took in everything I saw, raindrops glistening from the trees, like tiny crystals sparling in the soft morning light, magical and remarkable.

There was no other sounds other than the morning songs of the magpies and the kookaburras echoing out across the still sleeping land.

A rainbow arching across the sky with dark rain filled clouds approaching slowly behind it, the beauty took my breath away as tears of gratitude trickled down my cheeks.

Life was everywhere I gazed, so much wonder to behold in my personal sanctuary of healing and love.

My gift of being able to hear the unhearable was stronger than ever this morning, I could sense each plant as I slowly strolled around the garden, they too felt the inner shift I had been through and were acknowledging this as I wove my way through them.........

Why Don't You......

Why don't you follow the rules of Blogger I was asked?

Quite frankly I didn't realise that there were any rules on Blogger.

And even it I did know, I doubt very much whether I would adhere to them anyway!

I have never been one to follow a herd mentality, rather I like to just go with what feels right for me.

Some days I write one post.

Other days I will share three or maybe more.

If I see an inspiring video I will upload it thinking that maybe what inspired me may also inspire another.

I might add a clip of new music I have found or maybe even one of an old favourite.

I don't profess to be a worldly scholar, and I am sure those who like to nitpick would find many grammar mistakes over the years, maybe even spelling mistakes or missed words.

I write from my heart so when I am on a roll I simply go with the flow, and if I make a mistake so what.

Often it is my photos that speak to me, sometimes their messages are deep and profound (to me anyway) other times I might simply share beautiful moments here at the cottage with the kitties and chickens other times I tend to get a little more in depth.

Whatever the tone of the day I just flow with what I am given.

Some might find my ramblings just that, ramblings.

Others may find my blog humorous or maybe inspiring.

Some might like to visit to see my photos, I have no idea why many people read it each day, and in all honesty that is not why I do it.

This blog since it's first moment has been about a human called Gemel living her story here on planet Earth.

From the humble beginnings when I was only just finding my voice (a very scary thing to do for a person with no confidence and lack of self belief), to the first steps of beginning the life changing journey of learning to live alone.

As I began to deal with the fallout of a violent beginning to life which lead me to one disaster after another I attempted to find acceptance and love while walking the world embraced by trauma that fell around me like a cloak smothering me with it's negativity and despair.

Little did I know all those years ago I was looking in the wrong place for acceptance and love.

Some years I have written nothing, as the self healing journey I was undertaking took all my energy to navigate and at some points nearly cost me the most precious thing of all, my life.

As I personally look back over the posts of my blog I see the unfolding of a soul starting a journey into self discovery, a journey into unlocking my heart and learning to have faith in who I was.

Of finally understanding that I had to love and heal myself before I could share my life with another.

I also learned to trust the most important person in my life.

Myself.

 I stopped looking outwardly for that which was lacking in my life, be that love, happiness, fulfillment, or a sense of belonging, instead I choose to focus on what had always healed me and gave me a sense of purpose and wonder, my beloved Gaia, this beautiful globe we all call home and her creatures both large and small, for it is in nature that I have always felt at home and loved and supported, the unseen arms of the mysterious spirit realm was always there for me when I most needed comfort.

As the journey continued so did the shedding of the layers of self doubt and unworthiness soon they began flying off too allowing me to become more true to myself and  to have faith in myself and to walk each day as authentically as I am able.

The deeper I looked into the hurt and the pain within that I carried from the past the more I shed this energy that had taken over my life and kept me stuck in old patterns and behaviours.

And each and every day I shed a little more and am given a new insight in to the sacredness of life.

It's never too late to learn something new, you're never too old to wear a funny hat, and it's okay to see the wonderment of this world no matter how many years you have walked upon this planet.

I have found a peacefulness that becomes deeper the more I walk this world as my authentic self, so I will continue to post whatever it is that sparks an interest in my soul and what captivates my heart, because each day is another gift living life and walking this Earth as Gemel continuing to find the extraordinary in the ordinary, of seeing the magic and wonderment of this beautiful planet I call home....

Charlie......

 Charlie my little ginger ninja stretched out slumbering on one of his favourite beds.

Back toes curling in satisfaction as he kneaded the air with his front paws in complete contentment as he slept.

Such a precious soul who brings much love to my heart by simply being his calm and beautiful self as he sleeps free from harm in his forever home of safety and love.....

The Family Of Tiny...

 The family of tine yellow rumped thornbills are ever present in the garden, such wee souls who flit about the garden often not flying off until I am within stepping distance of them.

They have gotten so use to my presence in their garden haven that they will fly after me following me around the garden landing in trees as I do my daily walks to see what has changed one day to the next in the garden.

To have the trust of such tiny birds is not something I take for granted, for I know it has taken years to forge a natural bond with all the wildlife that comes to my garden each day.

The cheeky willy wagtail is also one who follows my meanders, chattering as he flies and often landing on a branch as he chirps away perhaps telling me something of great importance.

With the weather changing slowly to that of autumn my silver princess eucalyptus trees is still waiting to bloom, the buds getting more plump each day, I have waited nearly four years for the first flowering and each day I go down to see if any have opened.

Still waiting though, the time is still not quite right.

The jade is flowering as well as my flinders range wattles who are giving a splash of happiness to the garden, their bright fluffy yellow flowers enticing an array of birds into the garden.

The zygocactus is in full bloom too and mysteriously it has changed the hue of the flowers from bright pink to a softer shade of peach.

How utterly amazing is that?

Reflections of the magic of life is everywhere in my tiny private sanctuary, each change however small is noted and seen for the miracle it is.

How blessed am I to have such a life filled space of splendor and have the presence of mind to acknowledge how magnificent nature is.......

The First Fire.......

 The first fire of the year as the weather finally cools down and brings with it the nourishing bounty of rain.

I love having a wood fire, there is something so primal about sitting around a crackling fire, the flames mesmerising to watch dancing as they burn.

Charlie and Nala took up snuggle spots right up close whilst Miss Bear seemed not to bothered about settling down to close.

Like Charlie I got comfortable with a book on the daybed and before too long like him I had nodded off for a midday siesta.......

The Ever Gentle.....

The ever gentle and inquisitive nature of the chicken folk as they strut around the garden exploring and preening themselves never ceases to bring a smile to my face and a lightness to my heart. Their antics as they forage for worms and bugs can make me stop for hours sometimes just observing their daily lives watching their interactions as they go about their day.

My mini flock is a mixture of breeds, and each has its own quirky personality.

Little Nova the newest to arrive sharing her love of climbing trees I have now sighted a couple of the other hens following her lead, never when a camera is on hand might I add.

One of my absolutely favourite times of the day is letting them out of their night box and having them all run behind me wings flapping as I head back up to the cottage to give them their daily treats, their seed forgotten as they want to check out what tasty tidbits are on offer.

Their excitement is infectious and it brings such joy each and every day.

There is never a dull moment with free ranging chickens, another daily event is when Aslan the rooster wants to mate with his girls in the morning after getting up, he does his happy dance and then all five hens run in five different directions disappearing around the garden as they try to keep a pace ahead of him and he runs around in circles until he catches one or gives up completely, it's absolutely hilarious to watch.

Given that he is a very gentle boy I do feel sorry for him when the hens do this, but I do still have a laugh at his expense.

And thus another day begins for these very lucky chickens who have found themselves a loving and safe forever home.....

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Happy Hats....

 Happy hats, everyone should have one!

Fed up with the grumpiness of humans recently when I saw this hat it immediately made me laugh, and I thought spreading a bit of laughter seemed like a good idea.

Placing it on my head after purchasing it much to the shock of the woman who served me I then ventured out into the world to spread some much needed cheerfulness.

Mission accomplished!

Everyone I passed smiled, some laughed out loud, but the best reaction was that of a young child around 15 months old who burst into the happiest giggling fit of the day which made me laugh as her mother tried to figure out what she was laughing at having not seen me as I passed.

Those who I had one on one interactions with all stated that the hat was awesome, did I make it asked one lady, no I replied, I told her I was on a mission to spread some happiness because I was a bit over the long faces and overall bad mood of everyone of late which actually did make her laugh.

I was not bothered whether people thought it was stupid or a tad childish, I simply wanted to bring a bit of fun to the those I passed as I went about my day.

Life should be about being spontaneous and lighthearted and I for one wanted to restore as much cheerfulness as I could on a cold and rainy day.....

Something Caught.......

 Something caught Charlie's attention and had him mesmerised for a moment or two waking him from his nap.

His curiosity drew him into whatever sound had roused him from his sleep.

And then the moment passed and he once again snuggled back down to have a midday sleep in the warmth of the soft autumn sun as it came streaming in through the window.....

Fluffy Blankets......

 Fluffy blankets and snuggling kitties means winter is on the way....

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Nova The Wildling.......

 Nova the wildling hen of my little flock is really at home climbing trees in search of adventure and a place to roost.

Unlike every other chicken I have had here at the cottage she is often spied high off the ground rustling about on sometimes very thin branches.

Yesterday I saw her from inside the house up in a bottlebrush tree walking along the thin branches exploring and snacking on the odd bug or two before flying down once again to join her flock.

Her instincts are much deeper than the other chickens, she seems to know that long before humans domesticated chickens they always would roost in trees for safety.

It is such a strange sight to see a chicken in a tree, a couple of my visitors have seen her up in places which cause them to comment what a wild little creature she is.

How blessed little Nova is to have found a sanctuary to live her life in safety and peace, a place where she can run free and allow her true nature to be nurtured......

Attempting To Make.....

 Attempting to make the bed each morning is no easy feat with Charlie thinking it is the best game ever!

Playfulness and fun, what a way to begin each day........

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My New Ceremonial.....

My new ceremonial basket sitting on my altar waiting to be used for the first time today in a small private circle of sharing.

Each of us coming to the space will bring an offering to place on the basket as part of the ritual we will share.

The ways of old are the only ways that resonate in my heart.

Stepping up to share my knowledge has been a confronting challenge as I am not normally one to be in the spotlight but I stepped out of my comfort zone to do what has been asked of me with the gentle and persistent persuasion that did not let up until I did my first fire ceremony in public a few weeks ago.

The call has been heard.

And the message heeded.

It is time to share what I have been taught.......