My apologies for not keeping up the Diary over the last few weeks but I have been traveling in Europe on a Reading tour and honouring other commitments. However I am now safely back and working through a big workload. Please keep your emails and requests for readings coming. I will answer them all!
Love and Light
Lianne
I dream all the time. I realise that dreams are important in that they are from another time and place. When confronted by sceptics and non-believers, which is often, I bring up the subject of dreams and ask the cynics to explain the dream phenomenon that we all experience. “Let science explain a dream”, I say. Usually I am met by a wall of silence. So enjoy your dreams for what they are – a window into another world.
http://www.angeltime.co.uk/Spirit-Guides.php
This morning, as I sat in my usual spot on the cliff edge watching the seabirds whirl and glide over the Atlantic swell, my mind turned to one of my favourite poets W.B.Yeats. In his later life he had a house in the village not far from here and he wandered these very cliffs himself many years ago, as I do today. He was a man occupied and intrigued by the spiritual and the occult, much of which manifested itself in his poetry. Where I sit on the cliff edge, the view is such that there is no sign of modern civilisation, all you can see are the cliffs, the waves, the sky and the horizon, this is truly a timeless place. As I sit here I truly feel that I have nothing, but at the same time I have everything in my dreams. And that is why I thought of the poet today, perhaps his spirit touched me this morning, certainly his words formed in my mind as I sat there alone.
“Had I the heaven’s embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
As I walked back home, I felt I had been given a gift for today – and I wanted to share it with you..
The Honey or Mead Moon is now upon us. A Wiccan moon indeed. Crops are now close to their first harvest. Honey is abundant, and people make mead. A time of plenty and thanks. The power of the sun begins to decline. Candle colour for this moon is golden yellow, symbolic of the declining sun.
St John the Baptist, Scripture tells us, lived in the Wilderness where he subsisted on a diet of locust and honey. St John is, therefore, the patron of beekeepers. It’s around the time that we celebrate St John’s Birthday, June 24th, that the hives are full of honey.
And the full moon that occurs after Midsummer’s Eve & St John’s Nativity is called the Mead Moon, because honey was fermented to make mead. It is also called the HONEY MOON. [In 2009, this full moon occurs the first full week of July.]
It’s a time for lovers. An old Celtic proverb says, “Midsummer Night is not long but it sets many cradles rocking.” Midsummer dew was said to have special healing powers. Women washed their faces in it to make themselves beautiful and young.
Here’s a sixteenth century definition of HONEYMOON:
The first month after marriage, when there is nothing but tenderness and pleasure … originally having no reference to the period of a month, but comparing the mutual affection of newly-married persons to the changing moon which is no sooner full than it begins to wane; now, usually, the holiday spent together by a newly-married couple, before settling down at home.
According to some sources, the HONEYMOON is a relic of marriage by capture, based on the practice of the husband going into hiding with his wife to avoid reprisals from her relatives, with the intention that the woman would be pregnant by the end of the month.
As a woman’s cycle runs much like that of the moon, the time to conceive a child was between the time of marriage (or capture) and the HONEY MOON.
It has also been said that the origins of this word date back to the times of Babylon. In order to increase the virility and fertility of the newly-weds, the father of the bride would provide his son-in-law with all the mead (the fermented honey-based drink) he could drink during the first month of the marriage (and, therefore, moon).
The custom of drinking mead after a wedding for a month was also a medieval custom.
Other possible explanations of the word HONEYMOON have to do with the date that weddings traditionally took place. Weddings commonly took place during this time of year for practical reason. That is, it was the time between the planting season and the harvesting season. As it was also this time of year that honey was harvested … again we have the HONEYMOON.
In many parts of Europe it was traditional to supply a newly married couple with enough honey drink — mead — to last a month, ensuring happiness and fertility. From this practice we get HONEYMOON.
A good moon, this one, enjoy it with me….
Love and Light
Lianne
As I sat on the cliff tops this morning, watching the Atlantic surf crash onto the rocks far below, I had another glimpse into a parallel world. This phenomenon has happened to me on quite a few occasions. It occurs when I least expect it and always when I am alone. Today the window appeared between the sea and the sky. It was about 2 metres in front of me and slightly to one side. The window or opening is always at an angle and never straight on. The opening is very subtle and not at all obvious, somehow as if you were looking through a cracked mirror where the image is there but fragmented.
The colours are weak until you concentrate on the window, then they become more vivid depending on the landscape therein.
Today I saw dunes and a two bright yellow suns, palms trees waved in a gentle breeze and there were brightly coloured tents in the distance.
The image will remain for a while, as if giving me the opportunity to approach, then after some time it will gently fade. I have never dared to go towards these windows, although the landscapes never appear threatening, quite the opposite in fact.
Who knows, one day I may find the courage to investigate further. For now though I am happy to remain where I am, but I’m strangely comforted to know there are worlds and maybe even universes that exists alongside our own.
I get so many emails from people who have broken relationships and ask for help in bringing back an old love or in finding a new one.
Only this weekend I was in Barcelona helping to unite two people who had been searching for each other all there lives but had lost their way in the maze that is modern living.
There is a school of thought that decrees that when we die and are reborn our souls divide in two. We then the spend a large part of our next existence searching for ‘our other half ‘or soulmate, this is, of course, what we know as ‘love’. I firmly believe in this, for what else can explain the extreme feelings of joy or sorrow when we find or lose our soulmate?
People ask me, “Can we have more than one soulmate in one lifetime?”
The answer is, yes we can. But there lies heartache and pain.
As our souls divide over countless lifetimes our search will go on, but in this lifetime, at least, we should be aware that the feelings we encounter when we ‘fall in love’ are entirely meant to be, and the hurt we experience when our soul mate is lost to another is inevitable. But our search should never end and try to remember that your soulmate is out there somewhere.
Never give up hope that your two halves will meet along life’s path.
The new moon is a few days old now and is in the phase, known to certain American Indian Tribes, as the Strawberry Moon. I returned home to Galway, briefly this weekend, and the ripening strawberries along my garden path reminded me of this old Indian custom. I have worked with Indian tribes in the American west quite a few times and they are deeply spiritual people who I am very close to and who I still have contact with. When time permits, I intend to take up one of the many standing invitations I have to return there. I particularly appreciate their respect and awe of animals as spirit guides, a psychic phenomenon very close to my own heart.
The Strawberry Moon becomes full on 7th June when the fruit is ripe and ready for harvest.
We are what we think.
All that we are arises with our thoughts.
With our thoughts we make the world.
Speak or act with a pure mind,
and happiness will follow you
as your shadow, unshakeable.
How can a troubled mind understand the way?
Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much
as your own thoughts unguarded.
But once mastered,
no one can help you as much,
not even your father or your mother.
Buddha (from the Dhammapada, translated by Thomas Byron)
I have missed the moon over the last few days. Often at night I will, regardless of the weather, go out and sit and look at the moon. When she is on the wane, and not visible, as now, I tend to feel a little miserable and down. That’s why I chose one of my favourite buddhist texts (above) to read, and shake me out of my depression.
The new moon, however, will be in the sky, and hopefully visible, on Sunday 24th May. This moon, rising in Gemini, I have a good feeling about. A new moon, a new month, and a new start to try and put all those negative thoughts out of our heads – for as the Buddah says, “Our worst enemy can’t harm us as much”. How true that is.
For those of you in need of a Reading, now (the time of the new moon) is a great time………
To paraphrase Bob Dylan rather badly. The times are changing. I’ve noticed this a lot recently. So many things are in flux. The economy, the weather systems, politicians no one can trust. It occurred to me that the one constant we do have is our spirituality. This is something we can always fall back on when everyhing else around us seems to be in turmoil. It so important that we nurture and develop this gift, for we all possess it to some degree. Like any other gift though, this vital attribute to our well-being is apt to get overlooked. With bills to pay, children to tend to, and a million other things to cope with, it’s no wonder sometimes that we lose touch with our spiritual self. This is truly sad because when all else fails our spiritual self is the ONLY thing that will pull us through. Trust me on this – I know I’m right. Give some thought then, even if for a few moments every day, to your spiritual self and how lost and adrift we truly would be without this gift to fall back on in times of trouble.
Take note of what your heart says. We all have dreams. Some of us follow them, others do not. For many, just when they are on the brink of realizing their dream, the head overrules the heart and the dream is dashed, sometimes forever. What then follows is a lifetime of regret and resentment for those who we see as having prevented us from realizing our dreams. But anyone who truly loves someone would do anything to help that person towards realizing their dream and therefore their true destiny.
So beware of those who actively stand in the way of our dreams, they may think they love us, but truly they may only fear for themselves.
Just a few thoughts from Lianne on a bright sunny May morning!