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“If you treat an individual as he is, he will remain how he is. But if you treat him as if he were what he ought to be and could be, he will become what he ought to be and could be.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

This is a new ” look”  from what you’ve been used to seeing from Owls and Orchids. The past two years, especially the past twelve months has seen many changes for me, more to come on that.
Yesterday I was led to draw a card, offering an insight into what we need to be aware of for the coming week. You must remember that this is my interpretation of this card and you must take what resonates only with you. The card which I drew was from the Messenger Oracle Deck – card 38:
“See the Signs”.

#signs, #guidance, #nature

See the Signs

“When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.”
― Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

If you look at the card it tells you all you need to know. We have Spirit around us, anywhere you can think of and from everywhere.
The Tree of Life is wrapped around us, cocooning us with the strength of Mother Gaia and nature spirits. You can see the face of man at the bottom, wrapped safely within the strength of the tree.
On his right hand is the beautiful golden lion, representing strength and wisdom. The male lion looks after his pride, is aware of any danger and protects them with his strength.
On his left hand is the black wolf, yet again showing us, we are protected by the immense strength and intelligence of the animal kingdom. Wolves are known for their connection to family and for travelling vast distances to do so.
We have the beautiful image of Lapis Lazuli above the man’s head. Lapis Lazuli, known for its ability to raise awareness and connection to Spirit.
Above this we have the representation of the spirit of the tree, of nature itself, whilst on either side are the beautiful butterflies, gold and purple; both of which represent the chakras and our connection with Spirit. This is strengthened by the Dove above the wolf’s head. Dove, representing Spirit.
Surrounding everything are the Sacred Geometry shapes.

@signs,#guidance, #nature

“See the Signs”

“A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel, or not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That’s what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is.”
― Jim Morrison

With the many changes we have been going through since the beginning of the year this card tells us that we need to be aware of what is happening around us. It is more important than ever to see the signs and synchronicities which occur that we may not see them or their significance.
We are always in such a hurry to get from point “A” to point “B” that we rarely see what is happening around us. It is almost as if we were wearing blinkers – unable to see what happens unless it is directly in front of us. The energies we have all felt tell us to be aware of who and what we are – a Spirit in a human body and also to be aware of the world around us and what is in it. We have the opportunity to use these energies to raise our vibrations and move into a new paradigm.
This card is showing us that so many things are happening around us and we need to be more conscious of what we are doing as we go through our day, through our life. We need to “See the Signs” and use those signs to grow and make our lives better. Get out into nature and breathe deeply of the freshness, calm and ability to renew our inner self by breaking away from the rush and bustle of the everyday. It helps even if we can only do this for five or ten minutes, but longer is better.

Get in tune with your inner self and how the magic of nature and life can enable you to soar into new energies and experiences.

“Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one’s definition of your life, but define yourself.”
― Harvey Fierstein

With love for everyone I know now, and will come to know in the future. My heart is big enough to encompass everyone, without judgement and with acceptance.

 

Bessings, Susan ♥

© Susan Alexander 2015

©Susan Jamieson 2015

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I can choose either to be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasures. It’s all a question of how I view my life. – Paul Coelho.

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There have been times aplenty when I’ve wondered where time flies but I never thought I’d find out first hand.
Being a Science Fiction fan I’d always quite fancied the idea of “The Langoliers” by Stephen King – furry balls of steel teeth gobbling time as it passed away. Definitely worth watching, if you can find it. Not however what happened.

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Alas, I cannot say that I have such an imaginative reason for not writing. In fact, even this short effort is telling me my time is running out.I am working on something, it simply isnt finished.  Soon but not soon enough!
From a flare up of an old  complaint I languished in a state akin to despair…until I decided to take a photo of a newly flowering plant.  It’s hard to pass up on those photos. I couldn’t  stand, or rather squish down for the shot, so I sat in the old reliable plastic chair. Mistake! Oh what a mistake!
One moment seated on the chair, the next flying through the air with the greatest of ease. No mean feat, I assure you.

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Alas and alack I’m aching like a forlorn pretzel. Better yet, a crumbled pretzel. Even sitting is no fun – and neither us lying down by the way. All typos due to the phone and screwy eyesight from meds!
I’ll be back shortly, more or less in one piece. (One piece just many bruises). Believe me, there are times I wish for …..a fairy or three to help me. Although they have nade my flowers grow beautifully.
Til later mes amis. No more flying for me!

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Love me, love my fairies helping in my garden.

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Blessings,  Susan 💖
(C) Susan Jamieson,  2014

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#MagicalPower

Sorceress of Golden Dragon

 

It was that magical hour

The powerful most time

Man called the ‘witching hour’

If they only knew

The power to be found

Opening their senses to this

The most incredible of times

Sweet eldritch chimes

With unhurried step she glided forth

Her back to the house

As she moved to the north

Towards the grove

Deep in the woods

The Sacred grove

The magical circle

Where time could be suspended

As well as all man’s rules of should

Replaced instead by power filled could

Within the circle

Ground laid bare

Sisters one and all

Gathered there once more

To join in joyous splendour

No man could perforce engender

To create a celebration new

Which called for self-surrender

Opening all to wider mysteries

Of power most sublime

Believed lost for all time

Yet living still in hearts and minds

Of every member of her kind

#MagicalPower

colourful bejewelled dragons

A grove surrounded

By Birch and Elder

Hawthorn and Rowan

Magical all

Whose power had shown true

To those who had known

The power available to the few

Remaining of the dragon kind

Of such a one was she

Who knew the magic of the tree

To be called upon in knowledge

Power unforgotten by the few

Once more to be set free

As the moment of high power drew near

No potions or spells

Neither a descent into hell

Just power gathering within herself

Of knowledge long learned

By those who yet yearned

To recapture the ways of old

No longer freely told

Into herself she turned her bright gaze

Her mind’s eye once more fiercely ablaze

With the glow of potent magic

Of power most true

Building a great vortex anew

Preparing herself to step through

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The corner once called

The elements true

Spirits and elementals they knew

The fierce glow from her grew

Her favourite hue

Enveloped them all in the circle she drew

Til it appeared to all

She was all but consumed

By the fires she wielded inside

For her essence distilled

By the power she willed

He form to transform once more

 ∼

Sharpening her focus

With each beat of her heart

Joy held inside but a part

The power of her mind

She bent to her will

Til in her place stood a glorious beast

A dragon of old

Sparkling once more like beaten gold

Larger than all life

A picture of might and awe

With a primal cry of command

Beat her wings on demand

Followed by her brethren below

Dragons of colour profound

Metallic hues did abound

As they launched away from the land

Some to return with the dawn

Return to the land

To the call of the Sacred Grove

To gather yet more of this new treasure trove

Of priceless magical beats

Of every metallic hue imagined

From times long ago

To fly in the night once more

Releasing their magic on this new shore.

#MagicalPower

Golden Sorceress, Golden Dragon

 Blessings, Susan ♥

© Susan Jamieson 2014

Top image from: cedar-and-willow.blogspot.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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#HomewardBound

She was amazed still

After so many years had passed

Seeing the Sacred Standing Stones

Knowing the beauty would forever last

As it had through long years past

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Walking softly through the pillars high

Beneath the lintel, blocking the sky

Into the midst of magic felt

Swirling around her, gooseflesh felt

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So different arriving in this way

Her human form, so powerful yet frail

Always a surprise which form to choose

Wolf and Owl, her favourites of all

Powerful and wise

Fast and Silent

With legs or wings

Deadly if needed

Running or soaring over the far hills

To reach this magical gateway

The Portal Stone

Home, Not in one day

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Floating across the warmed ground

With snow lying thick all around

She approached the Sacred Portal

Glyphs glowing as she glided near

Sweet musical humming in her ear

She smiled, breathing deeply, waiting now

As she felt him swiftly arrive on silent wings

Now striding forth through the Sacred Ring

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Together again and Homeward Bound

Two lovers stepped forth

Glimmering brightly in the light

Then, disappeared from earthly sight

Without a sound.

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Blessing, Susan ♥

© Susan Jamieson, 2014

Image courtesy: Barbara’s HD Wallpaper’s

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Lost_in_Forest_Part_1_by_AkidAdhwa  by akidadhwa.deviantart

 

The white wolf stood

Like a statue frozen in place

Poised on the edge of flight

Trembling, she gazed into the moonlight

Eyes searching for a way into the woods

Silently she crept onwards

Alert for the slightest sound

Anything which would send her flying for cover

Racing until safety was once more found

Heart racing, she eventually reached the shadows

Giant Elm, Sycamore and Oak

Spread their branches over her

Breathing a sigh of relief

One heart stopping moment of disbelief

She changed

One moment a wolf white as snow

The next a tall slender woman

With hair of gossamer white

Trailed by a snow-white owl

Turning quickly she moved through the woods

Following the shade of the trees

Crossing the moonlit groves

Moving carefully onwards

Until before her stretched the open vista

Leading to the magical Stones

Wreathed in the magical glow of the moonlight

They sang the hypnotic song to her

A radiant smile played around her red lips

As she stepped into the magical circle

Quickly praying to the Goddess above

She walked to the central stone

One touch

One word

The air shimmered

Sparks flew like snowflakes

Where a woman stood moments before

Vanished without a trace

Except

In a crevice at the base on the stone

A small white blossom tossed its head

A soft white snowflake

To join others dotted around the circle

A gift from Priestess to Goddess

As she crossed safely into magic’s realm once more

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Blessings, Susan ♥

© Susan Jamieson, 2014

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#The Sorceress

Image courtesy of cosmicpsychics.files.wordpress.com


As she stepped through the door

Her eyes drifted skyward

No need to be on guard

Ebony sky sparkling

Stars mesmerising

The Goddess rising over the horizon

A secretive smile played over red lips

The times had changed

Like a new lovers’ kiss

Blessings, shining brightly

With the Full moons’ embrace

The Executive Sorceress strode forth

Time now to hurry north

Her sister’s already gathering

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Standing under the moonlight

She took a breath to calm her mind

A second to sink within

Her mind formed a clear image

A Snowy Owl sparkling brightly

Her breath trickled slowly

Through her parted lips

The air shimmered brilliantly

Like sunlight on new cut crystal

Arms raised to the sky

Whirling through the air

The Snowy Owl flapped her powerful wings

Speeding away to the north

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Over the silent lake

Past the quiet woods

Quickly flying forth

From eyes seeing afar

From East, West and South

She saw her sisters arriving

With a wild cry of joy

She swooped earthward

Into the circle with her sisters

Celebrating the Goddess, the moon

Welcoming the Executive Sorceress

A new world

A new life

A new you.

#The Sorceress

The Moon Goddess rising

 

Blessings, Susan ♥

  © Susan Jamieson, August 2014

   ©The Executive Sorceress, 2014

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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#Anewdimension

image from apps.rhs.org.uk                Lost to the scents of the fragrant garden

A New Dimension

The flickering candlelight

Lit the room with a warm and friendly glow

The scent of jasmine and lotus

Rose with every movement of the air

There were thick white towels everywhere

But the room was warm, perfectly comfortable

I lay down listening to the soft music

Lulling me to sleep

The warmth, the fragrances and the music

Was a lullaby in the dimly lit room

Sensing movement to my side I sighed

As warm scented oil was gently flowed onto my skin

The warm room redolent of fragrances of an exotic garden

Made my senses slip into a hypnotic state

As strong yet gentle hands circled and then slid down

Moving over muscle and around bones

Easing the tightness

Loosening the tension

Until my body was floating in another place

A dimension of scents, warmth and touch

A heavy languorous feeling enveloped me

Strong hands helped me to move onto my back

As fresh oil redolent of the tropics

Once more were gently massaged into my skin

The room disappeared

The table ceased to exist

I floated in a cocoon of fragrant blooms

Flickering starlight played at the corner of my eyes

As feather light touch tickled my senses

All too soon I drifted deeper into another dimension

Where nothing existed but warmth and scents

From candle and flowers,

The silken touch redolent of tropical blooms

Melted thought until only feelings existed

Sensations seeped into my mind

Floating away to some far off place

Where I remained lost to sensuous delights

Who knows how long I stayed there

Time had no meaning, no reference

Whilst the cocoon of delights beckoned

I should return eventually

When the senses are fully sated

Yet how long that will take

My ministering fragrant angel

Alone can tell.

#Anewdimension

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