A fierce wind has been tearing through our land - and our house! - for a few days, and we have been awake a lot. We've been wrestling with mud, perpetual dampness, low resources and worries about the longterm global (psychosis) situation; what is our place, in a collective that seems to reject introspection and spiritual growth? Will we be able to reinforce our physical, mental and energetic bodies sufficiently, before the masses fall fully into the darkness? 🙏
The distant hills are white with snow again, and the nearest ones speckled with white. I sit with my feet as close to the stove as is possible, whilst my back feels the frigid air. The fire is roaring with toasty white logs, freshly sawn by my Beloved, and before long we'll be able to take off our hats and winter coats.
We've been snuggled in away from this lengthy storm, between bouts of freezing and sweating, and this is a space where I begin to reflect and plan: a pivotal point in the sun cycle, and a time of giving away that which no longer serves, in order to create anew.
This month has brought profound positive change for myself, even if I do live in a wild paradise on earth, with my twinflame 
The most powerful shift has come, in my health and wellbeing, through two discourses in particular, this past week: the first being the Blessings Of Liberti - see The New Earth Sovereignty Academy - and the second being a two-part discussion with Crow and Fortune de St Germain (Crrow Radio - episodes 664 and 672).
As I spend some serious time refurbishing my website, I've been reflecting on how to share more directly the power of insight that is coming through the collective inquiry (of which we are all inalienably a part of). My online sharings have been so efficiently invisibled 😶🌫️ that I've inhabited a period of surrender... A kind of extended winter of sorts, which has lasted multiple years - probably since I decided to take my Art. out of any mainstream exposure, back in 2018...
A full seven year giro having occured of this 'giving up', now I have a fresh spring beginning in my life and work. We have each other, the land, the skills, the minimal-but-potent resources, and now my thinking and connectedness is becoming sufficiently clear (cleansing with mountain air, the last of our precious Masterpeace remedies, and the blessed ongoing catharsis of living with Vincent) - that I can begin putting all the chaos and learning of these crazy recent years, into practise and harmony.
The two major influences that I feel have most shifted my symptoms, blockedness and confusion recently, were Gifted to me: this Gifting came through my vulnerability in clarifying my humble resources, and asking for what I feel my calling to: prayer also, for highest guidance through however the Universe chooses to respond.
This has not been easy to do; my cultural conditioning and personal path have involved stoic perseverence in the face of poverty and hardship. Admitting, specifically as I get older, and as I acknowledge that 'the system' is designed to eject and suppress visionary creators like myself, that I do not have the income even to fund a very fair entry fee - and to the very folks who are providing such value and working so hard to organise online presentation of their creations....
our abundant walnut harvest is still going strong, but we're down to the final crate-full from autumn
I have had to be brutally honest with myself first, and to recognise how I've allowed chaos to enter between myself and the collective: on some level(/s), I have accepted the state of the mainstream world as having more power than I do, to force change.
But having lived this paradigm of 'poor wee disempowered me' for this 7 year cycle, and having hopefully used the energy or imprint of victimhood ("the whole world is against me in my innocent natural Truth!"), to bring to the surface all of my conditioning-through-trauma (from a horribly distorted childhood, and consequently disharmonious adulthood): it feels like This Is The Time for me to finally shed that skin, and to walk freely into New Earth.
To step out of the world that was constructed to constrict us, and into the Conception Right of that which is Ours; this Paradise On Earth; we absolutely need brave, bright, wiser friends and Guides to support us. Our own work will always be for us to do, but the collective work requires connectedness - which I had (apparently) lacked for a significant time...
My sudden exposure to key prayers, prompts to inner inquiry, and activation by the loving vibration of Truth-full voice, gesture, intention: these have lifted me up from depths that I genuinely felt it was impossible to pull myself out of. Wholly new perspective is the most valuable commodity in this era, as humanity extricates itself from degradation.
Vincent and I are methodically extricating ourselves from physical degradation of sorts, also, in our very confronting, laborious, full-filling reworking of this wild hillside, using just what we can find on our land, plus the €50-odd Euros per month from my Patreon and some hand-fulls of crypto that we can very occasionally power down via Hive/ Bitcoin. And prayerfully: if we can sell the Arthouse... But this is not such a sordid tale as the collective challenge before us: we must strengthen ourselves on every level, for what us already here, what is to come - and to regain what has been stolen from us whilst we were sleeping!
Meanwhile!
Our first olives ripened! We had a pasta meal last night, with a simple, bottled (bought) pasata (tomato) sauce and some gorgeous thin pasta. It was divine, truly, to bite into these lushly-flavoured pieces of dense nature, from trees just a few metres away from us. Picked by our own hands under the hot sun of October and November. Cured over several months under salty water, which we changed every couple of weeks or so.... Our labour plus Nature's bounty, coming together on a (gifted!) white and gold plate, in our wobbly table in our whacky wee cement kitchen.
