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    The Awen

    By Joanna van der Hoeven The awen symbol is based on an original design by the 18th-19th century Druid revivalist, Iolo Morganwg. It consists of three lines falling to the right, centre and left. Modern Druidry incorporates the original source point of three dots, which can either be seen as points of light or drops from the cauldron of the goddess Ceridwen. The awen symbol represents, among other things, the triple nature of the Druid path, incorporating the paths of Bard, Ovate and Druid. It is not an ancient symbol, but a modern Druid symbol, used widely by Druids the world over, regardless of their opinion on Iolo and his work.…

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    Returning Home

    By Andrea Lewis (Part 3 of a 3-part series; see Part 1 and Part 2) The inner peace that followed me for the remainder of my time in England, soon dissolved when I returned to Canada. I temporarily lived out of a suitcase between my mother’s and boyfriend’s home and I felt out of place, both literally and figuratively. So, when Goddess Kali and the energy of the Aquarius, partial solar eclipse in February, swept through my life, eighteen months after my spiritual pilgrimage and ended the relationship, plus the work I had been doing with a business coach. I could no longer deny that I had been hiding in…

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    The Journey Of Remembrance

    by Andrea Lewis (Part 2 of a 3-part series, Part 1 is available here) In February, about one year after I met with my soul from my successful past life as a Priestess, I sold my house and within a few days, I clarified my plans and took inspired action. I booked my flights and accommodations in St. Ives, Cornwall; Glastonbury, Somerset, and Marazion, Cornwall; for a six-week spiritual pilgrimage to England. I then proceeded to pack up my house, donate items, sell furniture and throw things out in the recycle bin or garbage. As I symbolically released the past, I experienced a range of emotions from loss, joy, and fear…

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    Reclaiming The Feminine

    By Andrea Lewis (Part 1 of a 3-part series) A few years ago, I opened my Akashic Records and met with my soul from a successful past-life. It was months after I launched my sacred business and because I wasn’t seeing the results I anticipated, I was ready to give up! From my mind’s eye, I saw the image of a woman come forth in the Akashic meeting room. She wore a medieval dress and orange-red colored cloak with gold embroidery around the collar and sleeves, her hair dark and flowing past her shoulders. She resembled a Priestess from the King Arthur era. “What happened during your lifetime that caused…

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    Ancestor Walk

      Nos Calan Gaeaf Ancestor walk Gaia Woolf-Nightingall gnightingall@yahoo.com earthelementalart.com   Find yourself a comfortable position, you may wish to sit or lie down.  For a few moments, we are going to sit and notice our breath. That life-giving action that we barely pay mind to as we go about our daily lives. Bring your attention to the very tip of your nose, breathe by breath notice the vital air around you, cooling the tip of your nose as it travels in through your nostrils, feel the moisture settle here, as the cool  air floats  up through your nasal passages and down your throat, feel too how your chest expands…

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    Journey to the Goddess

    Journey to the Goddess – The three souls By Gaia Wolf-Nightingall Sitting with your back upright and in a comfortable position. Close your eyes. Take a few moments to feel the movement of the air around you. And breathe in and out in a relaxed, gentle rhythm. Begin to notice how the air is moving into your nostrils as you breathe. Linger with your attention on this movement for ten more revolutions of breathing and as you do so, feel your body and mind relax. Becoming more and more relaxed with every breath that you take in. Imagine now that in your mind’s eye that you find yourself in a…

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    Reclaiming My Voice

    Reclaiming My Voice Through the Cycle of Healing by Heather Embree Last year for the Cycle work, I was focusing on releasing the energy of sexual trauma and PTSD.  I knew the cycle was going to be challenging because this is an issue that has haunted me for most of my life. Everything was lining up with the process to start my journey into Descent. I know when working in the cycle of healing of Avalon, that it is all for a higher purpose, no matter how hard to face, and I was here to work it through on a personal, business and collective level for some mysterious reason. Firstly,…

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    Fire Meditation

    The Sacred Element of Fire  By Gaia Woolf-Nightingall Fire is a truly enigmatic element. It expresses itself in the starlight that filters into our eyes, illuminating the world around us. The vibrant colours of passionate expression, envelop the body of the flame. Red, orange and gold move in a pulsating dance. Bright yellow flickers on its surface and radiates through its heart, where a blue luminous eye holds the spirit of the eternal fire. The fire in the sky burns brightly displaying to us the brilliance of the day. Heating the earth beneath our feet and the air surrounding our bodies. The summer sun gives freely of its energy, catalysing the…

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    Bloduewedd’s Call

    STEPPING INTO THE LIGHT: BLODUEWEDD’S CALL By Robin Corak The first time I saw her, It was 2003, and I was at my first intensive in the Berkshire mountains. My fellow sisters and I, cloaked in black, walked silently through a labyrinth in the forest. When I got to the center of the labyrinth, I glimpsed a beautiful woman with long, blond hair and magnetic eyes staring at me from under the hood of her cloak. I blinked for a moment, and she was gone. The second time I saw her, a day later, she did not come to me in strictly human form. I was in a small temple,…

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    Flying with Blodeuwedd

    Flying with Blodeuwedd By Christina McClendon Breath deepens In and out. Lungs expand In and out. Eyelids close and the waves appear. As the wave crests, I see Her face. And then She is gone. Another wave comes, again, Her face. The curve of Her smile, the wisps of hair under Her hood, The wide large eyes of Blodeuwedd. Stillness. Complete Bliss. Perfect Unconditional Love. Come with me, Fly with me, See through my eyes… We wind our way into the tree trunk and up the spiral staircase. At the top, the staircase opens to one lone branch. We walk out together. What is your heart’s desire, my love? Our…