It’s Gonna To Be OK!

This came into my YouTube updates this week. And I thought it appropriate to share with you all.

Have a Wonderful long Holiday Weekend this Whitsuntide  Bank Holiday  here in the UK. 

I have a long way to go within my catch ups, but I am working slowing through my comments lists.

I will leave you with the Piano Guys and Cliff Richard

To tell you

It’s Gonna Be OKAY!..

Love and Blessings

~Sue~

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Hidden Secrets Revealed

Hidden Secrets Revealed 

The centre of our Being .. Watercolour on black card..

I have sat within the silence of my own being

Opening up my heart, and now seeing

The truth of what I came here to accomplish

As memories are regained with spirit replenished

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Understanding the simplicity of it all

Of how it was meant to be before the fall

Great civilisations have come and gone

As I remember the era of the Shining Ones

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When no secrets were hidden within the mind

And to teleport through distance and time

Were the normal occurrences from portal gates

When all was love, and no one would hate

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Disease was something that was quite unknown

For the energy of Love flowed through each crown

Lives would span hundreds of your years

There was no decay, because you held no fears

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But such is the balance of Yin and Yang

And cycles end as you forgot the plan

Greed ruled, and hearts closed down

As you forgot the Song of Earth Mother’s Sound

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So the Dark Age raged in turbulent wars

As you fell deeper, nursing deeper scars

Upon the Wheel of Karma did you turn

Taking thousands of years, for you had to learn

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And now that cycle is about to complete

And yet so many are still asleep

So, sit in the silence within your own BEing

Open your own heart and begin SEEing

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See how to love, how it changes your glow

Shine from within, believe and Know

You came to remember, you came from above

And within the silence, you will find Love

© Sue Dreamwalker 2017

 

 

 The above artwork is watercolour on black card I painted..  This was written on May 4^th 2017 another poem written during the twilight hours.  When I finished this piece, I glanced up at the clock it said 4:44am. 😊 All the Fours.. 

An excerpt from the meaning of these numbers below..

“ 4th Meaning of 444: You Are in Harmony with the Universe. Whenever you’re seeing 444, the angels tell you that you’re resonating with the Universe in perfect synchronicity. … The meaning of 444 is that you’ve become aware of the spiritual dimension and the energies within and around you

The more you learn about yourself as a spiritual being, the more you will understand that you’re not separated from existence, but you are one with the Universe, always in perfect harmony. And this is amazing”

More on 444 number meaning can be found here

If I am late getting back to any comments I will be taking a blogging break in a few days time.. So please bare with me getting back to any later  comments and your posts.. 

Blessings and have a beautiful week.. I know I will.. 

~Sue~ 

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Garden of Life!

I hope you have all had a wonderful Easter Break.

May I just thank all who are my regular readers here for all of your wonderful contributions to comments I appreciate you all. Also may I say welcome to all new followers  which have been many who have joined this year. I hope you enjoy browsing and reading.

Over the Easter weekend, we have spent many hours in our garden, planting seeds and weeding out.. So time for writing a new post has been limited.. So looking for inspiration I looked through my WP archives and came upon this aptly named post. Which I will re-schedule and post again .. Enjoy..

 

 Today I was reminded once again about Seeds, as I was updating and deleting many of my  Old Word Documents today I came across this piece I wrote back in 2007. And as nothing is ever by Chance!  It was part of a post I did on a forum. It didn’t have a title and I can’t even remember if I posted it .. But I will give it a title today..

Scattered Seeds of Thought.

Are we not all seeds? Have we not all been scattered?

Some may have fallen upon what is termed ‘the good earth’.

Whereby some may feel they have had all the benefits of a rich material upbringing.

Some seeds scattered may have felt they missed the ploughed furrow, the less fortunate circumstances,  but have still had a good foundation in which to grow.

And others have fallen upon the rocky edges where they have struggled to extend their roots to draw upon the nourishment and courage to grow, and have shriveled in their insecurities.

While others get entangled within the weeds, as they flounder, seeking to find themselves but being overshadowed by others until the wheat is no longer recognizable.

We may feel that it is the farmer’s hand of fate which determines where we shall fall?

But does not every seed have within it the same potential of growth?

Does not each seed no matter upon which ground it falls extends its roots downward searching for that nourishment which to feed from?

Does it still not lift its head and bend searching for the light?

Each of us has that potential to grow to bloom no matter what path we find ourselves upon.

I have witnessed many beautiful flowers that have fallen into crevices upon my concrete pathway, which I have marveled that they have taken root and bloomed.

And I have often wondered at the strength of the weed, as I have seen the dandelions push there way through solid tarmac growing healthily and strong.

And I have planted many a good plant in good fertile earth, fed and fussed over it, only to have it wilt and die

We have many fertile fields awaiting us. And that there are millions of different seeds we can sow.

But we must bring to our attention to the seed within, the strength we need to find starts within that centre of our Being.

To unfold ourselves to the warmth of the sun

We need to reach forever upward to allow ourselves to absorb that life giving

‘Light’.

It is only ourselves that give us Labels. It is only ourselves who determines what is a weed and what is a flower..

Within Our Earth Mothers Garden we are all equal in beauty all of us grow from the same beginnings.. We each of us start life as  a seed..

The Harvest of Life is  soon about to show us 

What we Sow, so shall we Reap..

May we Keep Planting LOVE, HARMONY and PEACE. 

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2012 -2017All rights reserved.

Healing Ourselves, is Healing Our World.

 

Thank you friends, for your wonderful responses to my last post about What Energies we are Transmitting. It sparked off many conversations and revealed how many of us are feeling these vibrations right now. Which led to Leigh over at https://bluegrassnotes.wordpress.com to reblog my post.. Thank you Leigh.. 

While browsing posts Leigh had recently posted, I came across a video upon her post entitled  Hold the Loving Space   The video, as the lady clearly says may sound Woo Woo, but she echos my own thoughts and I know those of us who think along these same Woo woo waves, will readily agree, that what she says is possible.  That we turn around the negativity, and things are not as bad as they may seem.

Many who are ‘Light-workers’ are joining in unity and opening up themselves again to release negativity  as we open up our hearts to loving and nurturing ourselves, as we are  working in communications of sharing  thoughts  via their various arts.

We do that by going within, by opening up our hearts, by clearing out the yuck of our lives which we carry with us. Many are clearing out past trauma’s right now and are opening up old wounds to release them, letting them go and healing themselves in the process by forgiving others and learning to love and forgive themselves.

We help the world by healing and nurturing  ourselves, by Caring and Kindness and treating others as we would wish to be treated. 

I do hope you watch the video in full, for in simple terms our Vibrations and Transmissions in what we give out will affect CHANGE..

Its up to us which vibration we embrace, is it LOVE or is it FEAR?

Is it any wonder that we are within the year of the Rooster.

 Are we Listening to its WAKE UP CALL?

Wishing you all a Very Happy Weekend..

The Elder~ The Circular Path ~Final Chapter.

Digitally shaded

 Today chores were completed, family drew close and the world continued to spin in its ever seemingly frustrating circles of divisions.  It was time to return to the Peace of her Elder Tree.

Today the Signs had all been about the number 4 as it jumped out at her at every chance it could. She thought upon how often we used this number. The four points of the compass, Four Elements. Four Cornerstones and more.

The four corners of the world were often spoken of, yet Mother Earth was round, a perfect circle as was the Moon and Sun to our eyes.

The woman smiled at how Mankind built his home in squares and angles, ridged blocks and sharp corners. And an image of the pyramids came to mind.  She thought about his personality traits, not easily bending in the wind or flowing in the stream of life. He always appeared to be fighting it, wanting to shape nature to his design rather than living in co-operations with it.

Nature rarely followed a straight line for long. The Ivy she now painted wound its way around the bird’s nest. Birds knew the strength of the circle. The woman leaned back stretching as she turned over the record which had stopped playing on the turntable.  Another circle as each thought went around and around in her head.

The Elder was taking shape now as she mixed some blues and reds in her dish for the berries. The Elder was silent again as she absorbed herself in her task of adding the Elderberries in their bunches to where she felt they needed to be. As her paintbrushes worked she followed her heart,  her vision saw another world unfolding inside her mind as she settled deeper within the Elder’s Magic.

The Heart of the Elder.

Her mind flew back to her childhood to the happy times of her memory when she climbed trees and jumped brooks with her younger brother. Carefree days of long Summer Sun helping farmers harvest hay. She thought how she had gathered the Elderberries for her Aunt who would use their flowers in Spring to make sparkling wine, and make syrup and jams and delicious cordials from the Autumn berries. She loved being outdoors, it took her away from the fear of arguments and the responsibilities of watching over her four younger siblings.

She thought fondly of her Dad and the special times of walking the Dales and collecting the green Hazelnut cobs in the early months of September. Eating half before they got home with the nutcrackers tucked in his pocket to save their teeth. He’d always a sharp penknife and would often cut the Hazel rods to make walking sticks. It was the one thing she had wanted when he had passed, for he had made a special one with a ram horn on the top for a handle he used for walking.  He had found the weathered skull upon one of his many lonely hill top walks much later in life.

Walking stick with Rams horn handle. My Father Made.

Around and around her thoughts went as each brush stroke filled in more leaves at the tip of the branches. Her mind thought of the overhanging branch of the large Beech tree in their childhood garden and how in winter storms her Dad had made them all sleep down stairs for fear of the big tree toppling over.

At the thought of the Beech tree she remembered the scars inflicted into its bark as her brother had calved his initials into its trunk. And how with a pellet gun he had aimed at it piercing it over and over in target practice.

Years later as an adult those same scars were still there to be seen. They were not as sharp to the eye, one had to lift their head higher to see them. But they were still visible to those who knew where to look.

But the scars had not prevented the Tree from growing. They were now part of the tree who had grown from the inside outwards.

The woman thought of all the layers which had gone into her own growth. She had no visible outward scars on her skin. Hers had been hidden within the circles of her own memories.

The Tribal  Universe is a circle of learning, everything is related, the woman had long since understood this knowledge.  Standing back from her painting, she saw how the snake had wound its way around the Elder and up into the branches. Each branch a different path. A road taken, each a journey of discovering who we are.

Branches of Life

 

We are each climbing our tree, stepping onto our various branches, hauling ourselves higher as we aim to reach the top. Some are sure footed, climbing easily, while others can slip back losing their footing falling on hard ground and they struggle to pick themselves back up to climb again.   Some do not even have the courage to climb the tree for fearing they will fall.. Fear holding many back from exploring and testing one’s self to higher goals.

We are all upon the same Tree each holding onto our our particular pathway. Like leaves we may feel separate swaying in the breeze, yet each one is part of the cycle and each one is helping nourish the whole. 

 Everything has a time, an evolutionary path through their cycles. Like the Tree it had to shut down, pull back and have its periods of rest as well as growth. Throughout History the woman saw how Mankind had also gone through such cycles. 

She thought upon the events in the world. How one thing affects another, each a piece within the whole. She put her brush down and stood up arching her aching back as she stepped back to see the whole of her painting.

Elder Tree Complete

When we stand back, we see the Earth is alive right from its centre, the womb with its red blood, hot liquid gushing through her arteries. Her veins of waterways merging into her vast oceans tides ebbing and flowing with the Moons Wax and Wane.  While the hairs upon her outer skin are the billions of trees which hold her foundations together. Supporting both Great and Small, from Elephants to Insects, Whales to birds..

A Natural democracy prevails, all things having the right to exist, all things being equal.  She thought back through her memories, her history. We all of us have our place in history, each of us shaping it, calving out our places within it. Even if we may not realise the scars we inflict or leave behind us.  She saw how the circle of life repeats, and she knew deep down that we were reaping the consequences of neglect and greed. What seeds we had sown had to be reaped. What goes around comes around she thought. 

The Elder had known no words were needed today, for all the work being done had to come from one’s own BE-ing. As one explored their own journey which took them deep into their roots, taking them both High and Low along the branches of memory. One had to go within themselves to expand and grow.

She sighed, as she finished what she had started, she also knew that no one, and nothing was ever lost as she gave thanks to the Elder, for all that it had given.  For she knew she was just one among many who were travelling back home.

 For All roads lead us home, and we were all part of the same Tree of Life.

The water-colour painting complete size is 10×07 inches 254 x 178mm on 100% cotton.

 © Sue Dreamwalker 2017.

The Messenger ~ And Thank You To ALL.

My Dear and lovely friends,

Thank you all so very much for your kind well wishes. Your energy and healing thoughts have been deeply felt and appreciated I can not begin to tell you how uplifting your messages have been..

I will in a little while get back to each and everyone of you individually who have commented here. And thank you to all who have pressed like..  In the mean time I am still a little out of sorts, but I am listening intently to the Messenger within.

I have been using my time to write within my journal. Paint and get back to writing poetry and of course walking  out in nature.  I have come to another pivotal point in my journey as my energy field has taken another shift as I move and clear out more emotional baggage which the passing of my Uncle triggered.  His passing opened up yet more emotional doors I had previously thought I had walked through and shut behind me …The Universe obviously thinks I need to walk deeper down some of those corridors, so I have dug deeper into bringing these emotions  into the Light with the help also of my amazing acupuncturist therapist who has been working on my emotional centre.

I will share another poem I wrote yesterday as I tried to explain my emotional journey. I also want to  share a beautiful video which is the creation of a painting in speed time, by the wonderful artist Akiane. Please watch in Full Screen to get the best effect.. 

Her painting so spoke to me as its title also ‘The Messenger’ portrayed how we are searching as we let go of that which we created as each are led to the light. We then  find our way out of the darkened caves of our minds if we stay true to ourselves….And allow ourselves to be guided to the Light which awaits us all.. 

The Messenger Within

Many things act as triggers that occur over time

And it’s hard to condense feelings within this rhyme

The process is different within all of our experiences

When Humanity is changing, and altering in frequencies

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Over time we create change through the frequency of Love

You start in your own bubble, as you reach out and above

Those vibrations which are dense on our old physical plane

As Humanity returns to its Christ Consciousness Again

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Old aspects of ourselves will be reviewed and then released

These shedding of layers and letting go, never seem to cease

They leave us exhausted as our emotions intensify

The Alchemy is heightened, as our Planets align up high

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We look back in memory, observing and letting go

Remembering our Etheric Blueprint in our Light Activating Show

That which you want to know is held deep, deep within

Allowing ancient memories to resurface as the veils begin to thin

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The Messenger arrived before whose healing love was spread

We resisted in our separation we hold within our head

This template is now being wiped, as we activate as ONE

Our reality dissolving, Our Sacred Passage has begun.

© 2016 Sue Dreamwalker

 

Love and Blessings

~Sue~

To My WordPress Family

Being emphatic often means at times I allow myself to get overwhelmed in energies which aren’t my own. I should have learnt this lesson by now.

But the energies ‘Out there’ which each of us are creating ‘In here’ are given power through our fearful thoughts, doubts and uncertainties, which manifest within the material world of matter.

I am only Human, on my own Human experience as are you.

I have sat within a haze of emotions these past few days as certain frequencies have hit me over several weeks affecting my energy. The last being a family bereavement two days ago, which acted as the catalyst for my need to refocus.

So, I am sitting out for short time in silence here on WordPress.

I know you will understand my need to go within my silent space for a time.  You who visit me here regularly and who constantly bring your love and feedback here are classed as my wonderful WordPress family. And I so thank each and every one of you for the vibration of love you bring, I so feel your wonderful energy that you all bring to this Sanctuary, and I am so grateful for your presence.

I Know many of you are also going through your own particular hurdles as you step through your own Major Shifts along your own journeys. Each of us is removing blockages and layers in preparation for lightening our loads as me move up through these energetic layers which are often leaving us confused and out of focus.  But as we shed each painful layer we become lighter in BE-ing and when we hold the frequencies of Love we are all of us helping promote more in the world to wake up to this energy.  

So now is the time to go within and focus on our hearts and not let our heads lead us astray.  As the world appears to echo our confusion, remember it reflects back that which we put into it back at us.  So I looked in the mirror at my own reflection and it’s time to withdraw for a time and concentrate upon Peace and Beauty ..

So, follow your instincts. They are put there for a reason.

I know I will miss visiting your own beautiful posts for a while, but I feel this urge to disconnect and turn off my modem for a while as I revitalise my own energy. We must remember Each of us are magnificent BEings, and we each agreed to come here to help see these changes through our Earthly Existence.

By Unifying our energies through PEACE, Love and Harmony, by sending via our thoughts through meditation and prayer we each of us are making huge strides in bringing Light to the world.. Which is why I choose the path I do…

I wish you All a Peaceful and Wonderful Christmas with you and your family, I know those who are my friends will still be here when I feel it right to return in a few weeks.. I hope you will exercise patience if I take a while in replying to any comments.. 

I want to leave you with a poem I wrote last evening as I tried to convey my thoughts

I dedicate it to you All

Sending you All my Love and Blessings

~Sue~

Sometimes when the world gets too loud

I retreat within my inner cloud

To float back within creative juices

Allowing all to BE, to see what PEACE influences

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To let go of worry of near and far

Just concentrate on NOW and where you are

Holding onto LOVE, by being aware

Observing ALL, Stepping back, with Care

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We’re all moving, shifting up a gear

As we awake to truth as we end another year

We do this through open hearts and minds

ALL will realise this—within their own time

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So, do not condemn, judge or hate

For all experiences are what ‘WE’ create

This Story is being written by me and You

Remembering who WE are in All we do.

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We are all evolving as energetic BEings

As we shed particles of denseness, WE begin SEEing

Nothing is as it was before

When we communicate to our Higher-Self Law

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All ‘Out there’ is of our own transmitting

Which is why going within Now needs committing

Together ‘WE’ create our own reality

Let PEACE And LOVE be our Number One Priority.

  © Sue Dreamwalker

Knitting Project~ Life Lessons..

Remember the knitting project I told you about?

I knitted away happily following the pattern which I had adapted slightly..  The back first then fronts and sleeves. Dipping into the separate balls of yarn which came within the same batch lot of dye lot number in one large bag.  And as you knitter’s and those who crochet know, along with those of us who decorate and choose our wall paper, we need to ensure the dye-lot numbers are the same, or shading can take place. And my choice of Pink glitter wool was all the same batch number it was in the same bag.. 

Most rainy afternoons as the light began to fail I would knit happily away long into the evenings, often by lamp light each stitch lovingly placed from one needle to the next.

Everything progressing nicely along. All the panels knitted, I then start the rib to sew it all in place to the front panels.. I join the shoulders and knitted the collar edging and that was sewn in place around the neck..   And  I think  nearly there now, nearly finished as I put it down for the evening. 

The next morning the Sunlight is bright so I  and sit near the patio door as I happily threaded my yarn in the needle to sew up the side panels..  I thought I would admire my handy work as I laid it over my knee..

It was then my stomach plunged .. No way… as I looked at my masterpiece. One panel on the front  had  changed shade at yoke level.. I dove into my knitting bag pulling out the remaining yarn and pulling out to the paper sleeves which the yarn have been encased in..  Yes each number matched.. Yet all the remaining yarn was a darker shade..  Then I remembered I had changed my yarn ball as it had run out at that point. So it appears the yarn was not bagged correctly in a batch, that is the only conclusion as the back and front panels up to that point had been lighter.

But it’s no use pointing blame. A solution had to be found.. I didn’t have enough yarn left to redo both fronts, So how to make it match?..

Well there was only one thing I could think of; I would have to unpick the collar edging and the front panel rib of the side that was the same colour and unpick the rows back until it measured the same as the other side front where the shading had occurred and re-join the yarn there so both yolks matched in shade from the same point.  

So below is the result.. You can see the shade change at the yoke.. And  why did my knitting remind me of life lessons..

You can clearly see the yoke change of colour which I had to match up after unpicking

Close up so you can see the glitter wool

Well sometimes we work away not really taking notice of things until they go wrong.. And it’s no good us jumping up in arms shouting and apportioning blame. What’s done is done..

We have to find solutions to problems and work our way through them.. And yes sometimes it may seem like we are working backwards as we undo what work has already been done. But sometimes it’s necessary in order to find balance..

If we want things to be right sometimes we have to learn from our mistakes and without our mistakes we would never learn.

 Wishing you all a beautiful weekend 

~Sue~