The Rich-Yule Death of Sacrifice

The Yule Log Ritual

The burning of the Yule Log on the Winter Solstice is a tradition of northern Europe, perhaps originating in Norway. There are many versions of this tradition and they always include finding a log, decorating it, attaching wishes/desires to it and burning it on the day of the Winter Solstice, usually at sunset. I have a preference regarding rituals involving desire: if it´s something I want to come to fruition, I bury the item that symbolizes the desire to plant it in the earth, or float it on the river. If it´s something I want to eliminate permanently I burn it and sometimes I might scatter or bury the ashes too.

There are many opinions on what makes a ritual and I offer mine here, to provide context as to why we are performing this particular ritual in our clan, this year. I reject the sociological distinction between the sacred and the profane as a product of, and a justification for, religion. Pre-religion, no such ´dichotomy` existed – all existence was sacred. However, it was also accepted that existence included visible and invisible realms, in dynamic relationship with each other. All archaic indigenous cultures recognized hierarchies across both realms and described Supernatural elements in various ways. For my own, practical purposes, I regard the Supernatural as a collection of non-carbon based living principles or entities, that form part of the web of life; some have higher-level organizing functions and others, not so much. A mundane act, such as decorating and burning a log, is elevated to a ritual act when it is performed with the intention to interact with the Supernatural in some way. Anyone can do it and make it stick.

Winter Solstice

In modern times, the winter solstice is generally viewed as the beginning of winter, which is another mark of our separation from the cycles of nature. The darkest part of the year is from Samhain to the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year. Thereafter, the days grow longer, initially by only a few minutes in each 24 hour period, imperceptible to our human senses, but providing essential information to plants and other life-forms as they stir to life. We only begin to notice the change in light around mid-January, which brings us to the edge of spring on the 1st February. (Spring equinox being the mid-point of spring.) To our ancestors, the winter solstice marks the return of the sun, literally, which they would have celebrated in various ways, most of which have now been co-opted by organized religion and long forgotten. The seasons and cycles remain and acknowledging them, however you choose, still brings you into closer interaction with Nature and Supernature.

In performing rituals grounded in Nature and the cycles of the seasons you enliven dormant genetic patterns and express them in a fresh way, waking up ancestral memories to bring forth lost wisdom. We had a little taster of this as we discussed our ´Rich-Yule logs`, Dean said: Oh, good to know we`re going to burn them on our fire, so I won`t make mine 15M long. An innocent throwaway comment, or the echo of ancestral voices? According to some sources the tradition began in Norway, where Dean´s maternal grandparents were from, where winter solstice was celebrated with a giant log being hoisted onto a great fire in the village.

Our ancestors celebrated the return of the sun at the winter solstice and they used their imagination to project characters onto the Supernatural powers they observed and their narrative drive to create the stories of their lives. Bereft of this interaction, the sun still rises, the days lengthen, but without the charge of experience the life force is weakened and winter sleeps through spring.

Mourning

This year at dawn on the day of the summer solstice, we scattered my parents ashes around Mother Pine in the woods here. It was a simple and beautiful ceremony, with Dean, my brother and his wife and two young sons. This completion stage of mourning for me began on the Day of the Dead, when the cemeteries here throng with people visiting their deceased relatives with flowers and special cream cakes, known as ´nun’s farts`. My father would have laughed heartily at the idea of us eating nun’s farts on his grave, but as none were available here, we just followed the local custom in our own way and had a drink with them and Mother Pine and the denizens of the woods.

There is no grief or sadness in this stage of mourning – more of a kind of loving formality to it. My parents and all my ancestors rest in a state of non-living coherence and I feel their attentiveness. They bring gifts of insight and guidance, as well as memories that are not my own. Yet, I felt strangely unsettled, like the pull of the mercurial glue between the worlds tugging on my mind. I wanted to give something in return. I want to honour their lives and their deaths and recognize the sacrifices made by all my ancestors, willingly or not. I realized that this is a requirement for the completion of mourning.

But, what can you give to the dead?

The Death of Sacrifice

The answer came, quite literally in a flash, as we were walking the dogs just after sunrise on the last day of the Snaketamer shift. It was grey and raining – it’s rained every day this month, which is quite unusual. Suddenly, as we walked into an open field the sun burst through the clouds and trees, low on the horizon lighting up the landscape for just a few seconds before disappearing. It sounds kind of dramatic, but in that moment I knew that the best gift I could offer them was the Ritual Death of Sacrifice.

The idea that you must sacrifice something important to you, even your life, to a higher authority, in order to get something you already have, has been around for a long time. It might have originated in the myths of the dismembering of a primordial being to create the universe, which could have been a genuine gift, offered without expectation of anything in return. But that was not how the priests interpreted it. The word ‘sacrifice’ comes from two Latin roots, sacer, meaning ‘sacred’, and facere, meaning ‘to make’ or ‘to do’. So sacrifice would mean, ‘to make sacred’ which was job security for the priests.

Sacrifice has gone mainstream since ´Jesus gave his life for our sins.` Sacrifice is now an every day expectation; ´You can’t make it without sacrifice,` or ‘ It has to hurt to work.` I’m sure you are well aware that the sacrifice of adults, children and animals is as alive today as it was in the ancient world, especially as it’s openly flaunted.

Giant statue of Molech, erected by the Vatican at the entrance to the Roman Coliseum

Sacrifice works as a twisted threesome between the sacrificial victim, the sacrificer and the higher power that must be appeased. Those who commit or order the sacrifice, are compelled to appease the Supernatural entity because they have convinced themselves that ´it` is the source of their power. In other words, they have made their survival dependent upon the notion of sacrifice and these rituals of appeasement.

That begs the question: what does it take to slay the egregore of sacrifice?

I´m opting for the tried and tested methods of fire and famine, boosted by the three Supernatural weapons that can only be wielded by the Luminous Child: playfulness, gratitude and innocence.

Fire is obvious, you burn the log, rich with symbolism. Famine means starving the beast, burning away all memory of sacrifice from your mind and never letting those thoughts back in. The only way I can do this is to make it into a game. It also requires authentic, heartfelt gratitude for the death force, to free it from the grip of the egregore.

Freedom of Death

In our modern society, death receives only the briefest of nods in plastic funeral parlours and sterile crematoriums. His contribution to life is unacknowledged. He is trapped in an artificial limbo, force-fed on unripe and unwilling victims, unable to fulfil his destiny in turning the wheel of life. With a full belly and no welcome from the living, death is a poor ally, yet without death these parasites and predators would live forever. Even death needs a bit of guidance in these dark days.

As I was contemplating the freedom of death, my friend GreenVVood sent me his astrology reading for this month:

“Intensity and a deep connection to the D-Force (Death Force) are hallmarks of the constellation of the Scorpion. When referring to the D-Force however, many can become intimidated as they take death literally. The D-Force provides the opportunity for constant transformation, dying to the rigidity of who we were, or of whom others think we are, which of course leads to the inevitable rebirthing process of who we are as timeless beings of infinite awareness. In many shamanic cultures, rites are performed to initiate individuals into different phases of power in one´s life. In order to fully enact these rites of transformation, one must die to who one was before the rite was performed. Living a life of many deaths is extremely empowering and essential for any individual attempting to attain the Great Work.

With the Moon conjunct the Sun in the head of the Scorpion, the venom and transformational potency of this moment asks us intimately: do we have the courage to relinquish and die to what impedes us from truly being? Can we be authentically genuine expressions of individuated genius, birthing continuously in all moments? Do we have the courage and vulnerability to be truly ourselves, dying continuously in all ways that inhibit us from expressing this was of life?”

This is the time to welcome death to the party, to reconnect him with the fire of life and free him from the bondage of sacrificial rites. You really do need a personal relationship with death if you want to recommend your enemies to him, he´s not on WhatsApp. Not only that, but you might also want him to show up promptly, to ease the suffering of a loved one when they are ready to move on. And then there is your own completion and final transition. I’ve been making my acquaintance with death and when I’m ready I’d like to sit under a tree and invite him to wrap me in his black feathered cloak of eternal compassion and return me to the womb of the Great Mother.

The Rich-Yule Death of Sacrifice

At sunset on the winter solstice this year, our clan will perform the Rich-Yule Death of Sacrifice. For us it will be a 21 day ritual, but it does not need to take that long. Tomorrow, on the 1st December, each of us will find a log in the woods and decorate it richly and beautifully, but not with anything precious. As the days descend into mid-winter we will contemplate what we have willingly sacrificed in our lives, or been forced or duped into sacrificing and write it on a piece of paper and pin it to the log.

The sacrifice must have been personal, although you might not have viewed it that way at the time – you might not even have been aware of it, especially if it happened to you as a child. Childhood vaccines and circumcision are examples of how health and emotional well-being of children are sacrificed to the medical authorities, henchmen of the demiurge. Dean was lied to by doctors and bullied into sacrificing a parotid gland and his sense of taste to the medical mafia, supposedly for his health. I sacrificed my intuition and direct connection to the Supernatural in my 20s, when I decided to become a lawyer, so that I could ´fit in` and be ´successful.` These are just a few examples.

The yule log, carefully selected, lovingly adorned and covered in sacrifices becomes a substitute for the egregore of sacrifice we will burn it to ash and scatter it to the winds.

With thanks to Hecate.

Freya’s Sulphuric Necklace

In another post, Yellow Dock: Badger Medicine for a New Story I recounted how our dog Freya got a new tale and became my teacher. So, the other day, when she began digging again, relentlessly, all over the newly grassed loonie pad, I took notice. She knows so much more about the gods and nature spirits than I do, as she runs with them every day. This time she was eating clay, rather than roots, so I duly searched on ´Freya and minerals´ and it didn’t take long to uncover the story of the Norse Mother Goddess Freya and her signature necklace, Brisingamen.

Freya, the most beautiful goddess and supernatural embodiment of lust, fertility, battle and magic is said to have acquired the fiery necklace from four dwarves, that she stumbled upon in their forge in the borderlands. The necklace was so beautiful and her desire for it so intense that after the dwarves refused to sell it to her for gold or silver, she agreed to their exceptional terms and spent a night with each of them in turn. The rest of the story drivels on about how she felt ashamed after and eventually shrivels and dies under the standard Christian morality makeover. The necklace is a mystery, but then so is Freya. The dwarves are probably a later addition to the story.

As it happens, we have some friends here who have introduced us to the Bock Saga. The Bock Saga speaks of prehistory, long before Norse lore and Christianity. In this story, Frey and his twin sister Freya are the progenitors of the human species. I’m not familiar enough with the Bock Saga to know whether there is any mention of Freya having an actual necklace, but the metaphysical allusion is clear. The Saga tells, that as Frey reached puberty, he began producing ‘seeds’ and this was the signal that he was ready to receive the seed sounds, referred to as the alphernas beten.

I’m struck by the similarities between the described function of alphernas beten and the seed sounds known as bija in the vedic system. I think it’s quite likely that a root language emerged at the same time in different locations on the planet. Many researchers agree that the old vedic language originated from beyond the Indian sub-continent, but a ‘mine is older than yours’ mentality is not useful here. Coming (gulp) back to Frey and Freya and her magical necklace.

As Frey aligned himself with the vibrational frequencies of the sounds, he is said to have come into resonance with the primal wisdom necessary to maintain harmony on the planet, which he had to impart to his sister, Freya, so that it could be received and activated. According to the Saga, the intention of this incestuous coupling was to generate a system of procreation that maintained goodness and balance in the descendants of Frey and Freya. Much is made of the physical, biochemical properties of semen as the vehicle of procreation, however, the seed sounds as pure frequency are likely to have a far broader co-creative function. ….and what about Freya?

The bija seed sounds of the vedic system are also known as shakti mantras. They are used in devotion to the Goddess, but they also carry the vibratory forces of Nature that hold, resonate and propel the kundalini force, and shakti is also that power. Think of the mastery of a flamenco guitarist as he makes love with his instrument – there would be no music without his skill, knowledge of the musical language, the intention and timing behind every pluck and the she-er resonant perfection of the guitar, holding and amplifying the sound, his fingers moving up and down her neck….hold it right there!

The physical analogue to Freya’s Brisingamen is the human larynx.

It might not seem immediately obvious, but the human voice generates form, but not the form you have been taught to expect from the meaning associated with the sounds you make. Just look and listen. The connection between the mangled garbage that comes out of most people’s mouths and the ugliness that manifests in their lives is hard to ignore. The magical tongues of our ancestors hang silent as we burn the guitar for kindling – no wonder there are so many thyroid problems.

In his article, ‘Brisingamen, the necklace of Freya’ David Warner Mathisen makes the case for the Brisingamen being the Corona Borealis (Northern Crown) and the constellation of Bootes as Loki.

Northern Crown (yellow) Bootes and Viro from StarMythWorld

The Poetic Edda and other early Norse poems mention how Loki, stole Freya`s necklace and Heimdal, the watchman and the ‘most shining and whitest of gods,’ fought Loki and won it back for her. Mathisen’s goal in this article (so far as I can tell) is to prove that Norse and Japanese mythologies were based on the same constellations, however, he inadvertently highlights something else of greater significance. He points out that the Corona Borealis/Brisingamen is not located in the constellation of the Virgin, where it belongs, but is located the other side of Bootes/Loki, as he hovers over her. So did Heimdal get Freya`s necklace back or not? Or maybe, not yet?

If the human correlate of the Brisingamen is the larynx, then it follows that we lost our power of magical speech because Loki, the trickster and contriver of fraud, stole the necklace. As above, so below. The dreamtime of celestial events and mythology is not necessarily chronological and the stories they tell might play out over eons. The return of the necklace could well be an episode in the story that has not yet happened, as evidenced by the location of the Corona Borealis.

And who is Heimdal?

The authors of Hamlet’s Mill, say that Heimdal stands for the world axis. This is also known as the Shiva linga or skambha/stambha, the cosmic pillar of fire joining heaven and earth, which has at one end of it the Pole Star. Polaris is not currently aligned with Heimdal and this alignment is projected to occur within the next century, or at the latest by 3000AD – roughly in line with the predicted end of the Kali Yuga.

The Poetic Edda has this to say about Heimdal/Heimdallr:

“Heimdallr is the name of one: he is called White God. He is great and holy; nine maids, all sisters, bore him for a son. He is also called Hallinskídi [“Ram”] and Gullintanni [“Golden-teeth”]; his teeth were of gold and his horse is called Gold-Top. He dwells in the place called Himinbjörg [“Heaven-fells”], hard by Bifröst: he is the warder of the gods, and sits there by heaven’s end to guard the bridge from the Hill-Giants [Jotun]. He needs less sleep than a bird; he sees equally well night and day a hundred leagues from him, and hears how grass grows on the earth or wool on sheep, and everything that has a louder sound. He has that trumpet which is called Gjallar-Horn, and its blast is heard throughout all worlds. Heimdallr’s sword is called Head.”

In Norse mythology, the events of the end of the world/age are referred to as Ragnarok. The story goes that Heimdal signals the commencement of the final battle of Ragnarok, by blasting his horn. The gods fight their enemies and many are killed, including Heimdal and Loki who slay each other. Then a new game begins. There are, of course, many versions of the end of the world scenario. I have no doubt that an epic event (or series of events) is on the horizon, but I am also totally confident that the outcome is not predetermined. This would be absolutely pointless and utterly boring, to the gods.

The gods have already given us ALL their power, including the power to completely destroy ourselves as well as the version of them we have created in this age. They are infinite energy and will be reiterated, and the same goes for us. Once you get this, you can play. The only strategy you need is: where are you going to play and how are you going to win.

In this game Freya’s Brisingamen is one of the magical weapons offered to us – the ability to recover and deploy the magical language that creates form. This is a male/yang energy, available to both men and women, sol-fire, from Freya´s sulphuric necklace.

Freya and her sulphuric necklace of amber

The Alchemical Pumpkin

In the dark of the new moon before Samhain, four of us initiated the Game of Subtle Alchemy. In that game we play with desires, polarities and the alchemical principles, to reveal our Supernatural abilities.

My game plan for this month looks like this:

SALT PRINCIPLE: Thinking, Attraction, Projection

SULPHUR PRINCIPLE: Feeling, Courage, Masculine

MERCURY PRINCIPLE: Feminine, Masculine detail

How to play that hand?????

The day before Samhain, it rained and rained. The ‘play indoors’ kind of rain I remember as a kid, because I’m old enough to remember playing outside most of the time. A perfect pumpkin carving day!

In previous years, I’ve gone for the traditional fierce jack o’ lantern style, and it’s always been a solo effort. This year, after 32 years of marriage, we made our first pumpkin together…….aaawwww…….and it turned out to be a cutie.

What does this have to do with the Subtle Alchemy Game?

Mirroring Mercury

The Mercurial Principle in alchemy is the most subtle. Salt is obvious, in your face, physical reality, albeit with mysterious, feminine depths. Sulphur is most easily recognized as the fiery drives of self-expression, both conscious and unconscious, as well as will and intention – a masculine energy. Mercury has been called the universal spirit, Castaneda’s mirroring attention, present in everything. A great deal has been written about it that sounds clever, intriguing even, yet leaves me none the wiser.

In our game, I drew Feminine-Masculine-Detail in the Mercury Principle and Dean drew Masculine-Feminine-Big Picture. That certainly pinged our attention. But what did it mean?

As we played with our pumpkin, we felt the principle in action, mirroring the ideas, actions and intensities that each of us expressed on our pumpkin project. It’s one of the ways the Universe brings itself back into balance, that can be experienced here on Earth. I wanted to add a dimple (Detail) and Dean didn’t (Big Picture). We could have argued about that, but recognizing the pattern, we laughed and our Tiger Pumpkin remains dimple-less.

Tiger Pumpkin

As it turned out, the friendly tiger hiding in the alchemical pumpkin had a few morsels to share.

Wholistic Projection

When you look at a carved pumpkin glowing in the dark, you can’t not think about light, shadow and projection.

I used the term Wholistic Projection in Subtle Alchemy, without describing what I meant by it. Projection is no accidental by-product of the psyche – it is nothing less than a Supernatural ability when opened up.

Projection is the mercury of intention, that makes it stick.

If projection isn’t running on full power, intentions fall short of their target.

What drives full metal projection? The fire of self-love, more than anything.

Jung’s original concept of the shadow personality does not imply that there are toxic flaws lurking in the ore of your nascent character, but society only values raw material for exploitation. As children, in our natural, devotional innocence and desire to fit in, we filtered out the parts of ourselves that didn’t fit society’s mould – and if you didn’t do that well enough, there are always plenty of ‘helpers’ with hammers to bash you into shape later.

The result dimmer light, weak projection and less contrast.

“There is no light without shadow and no psychic wholeness without imperfection.”

Carl Jung, Psychology and Alchemy

However, we don’t just project the aspects of ourselves we were trained to dislike – we also blindly project the most precious parts of ourselves onto others. Thinking about it, I wouldn’t be surprized to hear one day, that science has discovered that the entire human genome is projected in every biophoton. As such, most of what we project is necessarily, and thankfully, unconscious. You can never ‘see’ what you are projecting (this is due to the specific workings of the eyes and the different functions of the left and right eye) but you can assess the results by what you attract. Mercury mirrors the content of your projections directly into your soul (sulphur) and that can be delightful, or extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing into Life

Once you recognize this process, you can make the adjustments needed to turn up the power. If projection is the mercury of intention, sulphur is the drive – once you know you are projecting and take responsibility for what you project and what you attract, you can put a little or a lot in the mix.

Projection is part of vision, as is mirroring. Where is the boundary – do we ‘see’ reality into existence?

Drawing Hands, M.C. Escher, 1948

What are you projecting? And what is bening projected onto you?

First Six Years of the Garden

Year One in the Garden

We moved here in May 2013, into the cabin we built, and in the winter of 2014 we cleared about an acre of straggly pines, from a gentle south facing slope to the west of where we were renovating the old house.

Pines cleared for the garden, November 2013

Situating the garden was a big decision. We considered putting it closer to the house, which would have been more convenient, but it wasn’t feasible with all the building work going on. These pines were planted too close together and weren’t very healthy, but they had protected the soil beneath with a good layer of pine needles and other organic matter. There was a small creek the other side of the pines, which we thought we might be able to divert for water, but unfortunately it dried up after we cut down the trees and the soil was heavily compacted by the machinery. Since those early days we’ve learned a great deal about water management for the garden, mulching and improving the soil.

The situation of the garden has given us great pleasure – the views are amazing. In the winter of 2018, after we’d finally cleared the rubble from the house renovation we put in some salad beds and tomato trellises closer to the house. That was a good move as we were able to put in better soil and it’s easier to take care of the more tender plants.

In the summer of 2014, we began laying out terraces using the chestnut beams from the old house. We then covered the ground with straw for the winter.

West view, summer 2014
East view, summer 2014
South view, summer 2014

We had our first retreat in August 2014, with some great people and a lot of fun, including hay rolling from the field the other side of the house to the garden.

The hay-rolling race, August 2014

That first year we experimented with the Fukuoka method of natural farming. It was a near total failure. Perhaps it might work better in more fertile soil, or at least a garden that wasn’t already well-established with brambles and weeds. Anything that did sprout, was strangled or trampled before I could find it.

Our very first harvest was of knobbly carrots in September 2014, which was when we realized that our compacted clay soil needed some TLC.

Our very first crop of knobbly carrots, September 2014

Year Two in the Garden

Over the winter of 2014/15 we dug out the natural pool a bit more and began laying out the beds.

South view, with larger pool, February 2015

We also dug swales, in an attempt to keep more water in the soil. This was partly because we moved here in the wettest spring for 70 years! The track was a gushing wellie-deep river and the ground floor of the old house was flooded out. We were concerned about moving water away from the house and thought it would be a good idea to move it to the garden. So we dug ditches, put in drainage pipes and dug swales – then we had a drought.

It was somewhat gratifying to see the swales fill up in the spring of 2018, but we had a lot more work to do to keep sufficient water in the ground. We’ve lost too many young trees to drought. We’ve been off-grid since 2018, running on solar with a back-up generator and the system works really well, except for the fact that it’s a challenge to water the garden enough in the evening as the sun is going down. This year (2019) Dean put in a water tank that can be filled during the day, with a gravity feed water system for the garden that can be run anytime.

Full swale, March 2018

In 2015 we had broad beans, courgettes, tomatoes, carrots, broccoli and some potatoes. We would have had more potatoes and corn too, but the wild boar came and ate it all! After that, we had to fence in the garden to keep them out.

In the spring of 2015 we put in an asparagus bed and tasted our first asparagus in May 2018. Fresh asparagus, picked from the garden and tossed in a little oil and grilled, served with a sprinkle of salt, is nothing like you buy in a supermarket. In fact, all our home-grown really does taste better and is more satisfying.

Freshly picked asparagus

Year Three in the Garden

By 2016, I was beginning to think that I might have been a bit over-ambitious regarding the productivity of a food forest/permaculture garden. This was nothing like suburban gardening. The main tenet of permaculture is that you work less if you work with nature, and whilst that is true, the reality of it is entirely context dependent….and with clay soil, there is no avoiding hard graft. We love blackberries, but it took us two years to dig them out of the beds and they are still springing up all over the paths in between. As we are surrounded by woods and fields, there is never a shortage of opportunistic weeds. Yes, a weed is just another plant in the wrong place, but by the time we finished weeding one bed, the next one was smothered. The digging meditation is an excellent way to root out those unwanted suckers whenever they show – as above, so below!

We made the decision not to use manure, after realizing that I’d had enough of dealing with other people’s shit! It’s been a real challenge getting enough organic material in the soil, but I felt that using too much cow manure would upset the balance of the soil and bring in too many parasites. Although our yields were low initially, we have not had problems with parasites, bugs and slugs. We are now using indigenous microorganisms and just starting with biochar, and it’s working well. Technically, I would say our garden is a mix of organic polyculture and permaculture, not that it matters what you call it if it works!

Year three was the hardest year – lots of effort and not so much return. We decided to bring in some fresh energy with some summer volunteers.

Year Four in the Garden

Year four was more hard work, mulching, weeding and watering. The swales were not sufficient and we decided to test an exuding hose system. It worked well enough, but we needed to put in more lines. Getting more water to the garden was becoming a priority. We put a pump in the shallow well in the barn (that had been the only well water supply for the previous owners, the bucket and chain were still here) and ran a pipe to the garden. That well ran dry in August. 2016 was technically a drought here, with a relatively dry winter and spring and no rain at all in the summer. We needed a better solution, but it would have to wait for another year.

On the plus side, the volunteers that year were wonderful. Their work enabled us to catch up and even get ahead of the game, enjoy some excellent company and share the peace and beauty of this place with a lovely young couple. For them, the cabin and surroundings were the perfect getaway and space for intimacy, with each other and the land. They set the Greenwood Standard, that we ask of from prospective volunteers.

With the extra boost of energy, I fell in love with the garden again. We went into winter without a mess of weeds laughing in the wind! And Dean and Jacob set up the chicken run, so we could finally get chickens. (We can’t let the chickens free-range, as the dogs will kill them.)

Year Five in the Garden

More volunteers – also wonderful and now firm friends! This was the year we began to make real progress. The garden began to look like a garden, instead of a heart-wrenching effort to scratch some vegetables out of the earth. We began boxing off the downward side of the beds, so they would hold water more effectively and more weeding and mulching.

This was the year we got our greenhouse. And what a beauty it is, lovingly and creatively built by Marcus and Dean, using what we had left from the house, with purchased roof panels and rafters.

Our volunteers also collected seeds and set up a seed bank. Most of our vegetables are now from our own seed.

Salvage greenhouse

Year Six in the Garden

This year (2019) the garden is doing great! It’s providing us with almost all of our vegetables, everything except onions and potatoes. Potatoes are just a magnet for the wild boar and they are good and cheap to buy here. And onions just don’t do well in our soil.

I’ve started everything off in the greenhouse from our own seeds and planted out when the seedlings are strong enough. Sowing directly is still hit and miss and a bit of a waste of seeds and effort. But the greenhouse makes it all a pleasure. I can potter around when it’s cold and rainy and this year we had broad beans, cabbage, broccoli, beetroot and kale in spring. We’re eating lettuce, tomatoes, courgettes, aubergines, squash and garlic and I was able to give plants away. We’ll have fresh tomatoes through until early December, as some plants are in the greenhouse and frozen and dried all the way through to next summer. It’s August and I have kale, broccoli, cabbage and more beets in the greenhouse, ready to go out in a few weeks.

Striped aubergine that matures quickly
Garlic drying before being stored
Sweet corn
White fleshed peaches, planted in 2014
Second lot of beets this year (we love beets!)
Tomato trellises
Green tomatoes

The big project this year was the water tank and exuding hose irrigation for the garden. Dean got it finished by the end of May, just in time for the hot spell. It is a luxury. It’s a 10,000L tank and we have three water structuring disks in it to keep the water fresh. It means we can water the garden and run the dishwasher or have a shower at the same time – the kind of things you have to juggle when you’re off-grid. It’s also meant that I can begin to plant flowers around the house, as they need watering in the evening too.

Dean with the water tank for the garden

Of course, there’s always more to do, but I’m really happy with what we’ve learned and what we’ve achieved in six years!

Killing Time with the Quantum Pixies

Once upon a time used to go on forever, until the gods created time. In a sense, they co-created time with the anthropos, as time needs to be witnessed into existence. Time could well be the greatest discovery of this kalpa. Much like light, time cannot be experienced directly, but this minor detail has never got in the way of a nice theory. Scientists love to come up with theories that describe reality, but they are not allowed to look at it, because, as everyone knows, that changes everything.

Time exists as a faculty of biologically mitigated consciousness, that enables us to parcel out experience into manageable units, so that we can create meaningful narratives. It is both a dimension and a tool, because dimensions are tools that enable us to frame the vastness of existence within our sensual perception. Time of itself does nothing at all; it doesn’t move, it cannot be saved and it does not heal. The experience of time as extraneously real, flowing from the past to the future, is the result of an opportunistically constructed narrative, designed to trap the imagination in multifarious dead-end simulations. If you want to regenerate and play in the cinnabar fields, you have to break out of the time trap.

Making Time

Time is subjective. You make it up, quite literally, in your head. You are, of course, fully aware of time’s elasticity; how it drags forever if you feel bad, or are bored, or involved in something unpleasant. Conversely, how it just flies by when you are happy, or fully engrossed in some activity, or enjoying good company. These aren’t anomalous feelings; this is the actual experience of time as it really is, co-created by the geometry of your brain and your unique biochemistry interacting with your environment, as mediated by your previous responses. Time is relative to the observer, because it is created by the observer. There is absolutely no physical interaction whatsoever between the concept of time and any objective physical phenomenon. It is a great release to accept that there is only NOW, and that THEN exists only as a figment of your imagination, or memory.

Our momentous discovery of time as it relates to motion between ‘fixed’ points, is recorded in the precise alignments of ancient monuments to various celestial bodies, notably the sun and moon, Orion, Sirius, the Pleiades and the Pole Star. Time used to be seen to emerge from natural events; prehistoric people recorded the phases of the moon, they noted the changing patterns of the stars, the cycles of the season and the shadows of the sun. The mysterious wonders of stone circles and pyramids stand testament to the obsession of each culture to place itself in time – so many calendars! Many of them have phenomenal degrees of accuracy, each entirely dependent on location and custom.

Time, as we know it now, did not exist before the middle ages. Until the invention of mechanical clocks in the 14th century, the duration of an hour varied according to the season and where you lived. Even after town clocks replaced church bells, time was still linked to events, such as Christian Matins and Vespers, the opening of markets and curfews. Common people still referred both to solar time and the time of the clock, which became the familiar “o’clock”.

The global standard time-scale measurement that incorporated solar time into mechanical/clock time, has only been around since the adoption of Greenwich Mean Time in 1847. It was developed to support international commerce. Notwithstanding the efforts of that ignominious little smurf of relativity, the adoption of digital clock completed the separation of time from experience. An analogue clock face with its 12 equally spaced numbers retains its relationship to the 24 hour day. By contrast, if you didn’t know the convention of 60 minutes to an hour and 24 hours to a day, a digital clock could just keep ticking over endlessly and you would be known the wiser. Disconnected from ‘natural time’ we have become absent-minded witnesses to our ageing and entranced by our own faculties of memory and imagination, we meld distinct moments into a seamless blur of past experience, barely punctuated by lucidity.

The tilt of the earth and the precession of the equinoxes, along with that cheeky little chaos effect of perpetual mismatch between lunar and solar cycles, created the opportunity for our ancestors to develop an exceptional tool. The gods created the building blocks and set them in space and motion and human imagination took it from there. And what a tool it is. Every developed culture there has ever been created sophisticated units of measurements to organize their society. There were religious calendars, planting calendars, feast and holiday calendars and eventually tax and debt calendars. The concept of usury depends on an agreed convention of time measurement. Turkey did not accept the Gregorian (Roman/Christian) calendar until 1927, Chinese, Buddhist, Muslim and Jewish calendars are still in use today. In fact, despite appearances, there is still no accurate measurement of the length of a day, a month or a year. Do you want to go by solar time, or lunar time? How about earth time? Earth time in relation to what? Oh yes, that’ll be you!

The exact mechanics are yet to be determined, but I have no doubt that in the dreaming of the Wisdom Goddess, Her immortal child has already escaped the misty prism of time. It’s just a matter of hanging onto the golden thread and not losing the plot.

Dreaming of the Pole Star Dancer

As I was alpha-waving this post, with signature synchronicity, a friend sent me a couple of presentations that I’ve linked to below. In the first video the presenter explains how that the future creates the past, which then creates the future and the discussion in the second youtube expands on that. The theory goes that this is possible because the cosmos is an eight dimensional crystal, projected into our 3D reality and pixelated into Planck length tetrahedrons that shift around in response to our attention (the observer effect). But who/what is doing the projection? It must be pretty obvious to you by now that it’s everything, the question is: what are you tuning into?

What is Reality?

Mystery of Seven and the Nature of Reality

The fractal antenna, transceiver and energy transducer that is the human mind/body system is always sending and receiving information with which we co-create reality at many levels, mostly subconsciously. Interpretation of the data is dependent on mindset/paradigm and internal and external environments.

The visible form of the human body emanates from the crystalline lattice geometry of the cells, the water matrix and the piezoelectric biomineral crystals that convert electrical energy into mechanical energy and vice versa. Each type of cell in a particular part of the body tunes into a specific frequency range and changes its shape according to its health and level of stimulation, which then affects its biochemistry. Each organ, with its differentiated cells, produces a unique frequency. The whole body is also an antenna/transducer, so mudras, the postures of yoga and the movements of Tai Chi and Qigong create shapes that affect signalling, in much the same way as ‘rabbit-ear antennas’ used to be shaped and positioned on televisions. The shape of your body as you tend the garden affects both tthe environment and you in a very different way than some one sitting on a tractor.

The ‘Human Antenna’ is an archetypal concept, as demonstrated by the ‘Squatter Man’ petroglyphs found all over the world. These are thought to have suddenly appeared in multiple locations within the same timeframe and therefore relate to an event in the sky, as this would have been visible everywhere. According to Anthony Peratt, these images are all depicting a single massive plasma discharge event, although other researchers think there might have been multiple events.

Squatter Man (Stick Man) Petroglyphs

My focused contemplation has drawn me to the Pole Star, currently Polaris in Ursa Minor, aka Little Dipper or Little Bear. Polaris is actually situated in the tail of the Little Bear – curious, don’t you think? A bear with a tail? Or is that a bear with a tale to tell? And when does the tail wag the dog?

Once upon a time Polaris was a dog’s tail and upon another the Little Bear was the wings of the dragon in Draco. Constellations of Words makes a link to the bear’s embryonic tail, that disappears at eight weeks into fetal development. Human embryos also have a tail that is fully absorbed within 8-9 weeks of development, which coincides with the beginning of the axial development stage of skull and spinal column.

“Using light and scanning electron microscopy, several detailed analyses of the embryonic human tail have shown that the dead and degenerating tail cells are ingested and digested by macrophages (macrophages are large white blood cells of the immune system which more normally ingest and destroy invading pathogens such as bacteria) (Fallon and Simandl 1978Nievelstein et al. 1993Sapunar et al. 2001Saraga-Babic et al. 1994Saraga-Babic et al. 2002). In adult humans, the tail is finally reduced to a small bone composed of just four fused vertebrae (the coccyx) which do not protrude from the back (Fallon and Simandl 1978Sapunar et al. 2001) (see Figure 2.4.1).”

http://www.talkorigins.org/faqs/comdesc/section2#ontogeny_ex4

Human embryos

Thuban, in the constellation of Draco, was the Pole Star around 2750BC. Draco guards the golden apples of immortality in the Land of the Hesperides. Thuban itself isn’t that interesting, but its close alignment with the celestial north pole was geographically and narratively significant. The Pole Stars were pivotal in early navigation of the globe and in the establishment of longitude. This time period also corresponds to the growth of settlements, agriculture and technology. Thuban ceased to be the Pole Star in around 1900BC, the position was gradually taken up by Polaris, which is said to have arrived in pole position some time in the fifth or sixth century CE – corresponding to the beginning of the European Dark Age.

Signature of Draco, with Thuban in the tail

Having already made the embryo link with the Little Bear, what do you see when you look at the signature of Draco? A dragon, a serpent, a wave, or maybe a spermatozoa?

Before Thuban, the Pole Star was Vega, in the constellation of Lyra. Vega is egg-shaped and the Egyptians associated her with Hathor, the Great Cow-Mother. Her name means ‘Temple of Horus”, ‘Eye of Horus’, terms associated with the pineal gland. Hathor is often depicted with a lyre-shaped face and animal ears, signaling the influence of Vega on our reality, through geometry and sound (frequencies). It’s not even a stretch to see the female reproductive system in some of the Egyptian statues of Hathor. The egg in the cosmic womb, humming into life.

Statue of lyre-faced Hathor, with ears to hear the cosmic music
Where music becomes form

Looking at Polaris in the night sky and putting these pieces together, I’m getting the clear impression that the True North end of the imaginary earth axis also works as a special kind of antenna for the earth. It looks as if She is showing that She uses ‘information’ from the Pole Stars in Her imaginary/creative processes relating to the anthropos. I find a visual connection between the Squatter Man images and that of the human chromosome and I see the petroglyphs as showing the DNA cosmic connection. DNA is itself a projection, as Luc Montagnier proved.

Humans need narrative frameworks to make sense of reality and to engage potential – and whatever you are told, whatever you discover, you have to test it for yourself to make it real. The Sophianic vision story puts the source of the human genome as the anthropic plasm in the Orion nebula and explains how it got there. It is the source code for our DNA, which is a projection, but not an illusion. This is not something to be believed, but a guiding framework with which to explore life; it operates as a meta-narrative, as it contains within itself the key to understanding how the rhythm and cycles of entropy and counter-entropy are driven by great narrative themes and love stories, rather than the perceived flow of time.

Human chromosome

Did the concept of time ‘leak in’ through the Pole Star and into human awareness? Our ancestors must have been aware of the significance of the Pole Star when they based the archetypal image of the swastika on the positions of the Big and Little Bears around the Pole Star at the solstices and equinoxes.

Pole Star swastika

You can find a lot more information about the Pole Star and the swastika on this site: Alternative Thinking 37

Zelia Nuttal’s book, The Fundamental Principles of Old and New World Civilizations(1901), researched over a period of thirteen years describes how the ancient Mexicans arranged their social order according to the circumpolar movements of the Great Bear and Little Bear (aka Big Dipper and Little Dipper) around Polaris. It is available as a free PDF here: http://www.gutenberg.org/files/32066/32066-pdf.pdf?session_id=86b610d3186d24537f7e69b4ae8670b300f85176

The ‘dawn of time’ might just have been around 12,000BC. This was when the Great Pyramid was most likely built with its entrance gallery aligned to the Pole Star, which was then Vega. (Sir John Herschell who made the alignment discovery in 1840 originally opted for Thuban, which would have made the pyramids ‘younger’. He retracted that estimation when he found that his computations were inaccurate and the astronomical alignments did not match Thuban.) Why is this relevant now? By some calculations Polaris won’t be aligned (and even then not exactly) with the North Pole until 3000AD, others put it at 2100AD, but that is a view through the lens of time.

In dreaming, there is no linear time. In fact, there is no time at all, but there is consciousness. In dreaming consciousness your mind works to find the narrative thread of your life, completely free of the constraints of time because you have no (or very little) awareness of your physical body – an effect of melatonin. This has contributed to all manner of confusion regarding ‘spirit trapped in matter’ etc., but what is the purpose of dreaming? Well, I guess that will depend on whom you ask. From my perspective, as a life-long lucid dreamer, I think it mirrors the process that Sophia uses to create narrative and form from the input She receives from the stars, but in a hugely scaled down and less intense manner. (As above, so below.) This is pertinent now, because as the earth axis/antenna gets closer to the Pole Star the intensity, or drama, of the story She is dreaming intensifies, just as the primary organ we use to receive Her signal is under increased attack. That organ is the pineal gland. Learning how the pineal gland works and how to use it correctly is fundamental to our survival in electromagnetic warfare and to the ‘birthing’ of the immortal child.

Pineal Gland Antenna

In another episode of the Saga of the Magical Child, humans were fully aware of their connection to the stars via a crystalline structure in their skulls. Taoists referred to the Crystal Palace, in the yogic tradition it is the Ajna chakra, or third eye. This image, on a piece of pottery in the National Archeological Museum of Malta, shows highly stylized version of the Squatter Man (also known as the Stick Man) with a faceted downward pointing triangular head, is an indication that early Europeans were aware of this organ too.

Squatter Man with ‘Crystal Head’

We now know much more about the physiological function of the pineal gland, especially its role in managing the circadian rhythms, sexual maturation and the aging process. I’m not going to go into that here, as it’s all well-documented elsewhere. In my opinion, (unsubstantiated and simply based on my own experience, insight and reflection) the glands of the endocrine system all have hidden or unused functionality, to be brought online by changing our perception and modus operandi – ie habits. Structural change might or might not follow. The hidden functionality of the pineal gland, as ‘cosmic antenna’ can be accessed now because of three key factors:

– our Earth Mother is now lucid in Her Dreaming;

– humans NOW recognize narrative, through generations of literature, art, film, theatre, history and even religion;

– survival of the species depends on it.

(The species survives, that’s in another chapter, it’s your survival and the quality of life you live that’s in question here. And this isn’t the only option by any means – Sophia is super-abundant in solutions.)

To use the pineal gland correctly, you need to aim it. (Remember the rabbit-ear antennas?) What is correct usage? Well, I would say survival rates pretty high, but I’m not interested in survival on any terms; I want playful, ecstatic, intense, feeling the wonder of life in every cell of my body, kind of survival. I’m looking to give birth within myself to the immortal child and that requires aligning myself with the imagination and dreaming of the earth. As I began to question the notion of time, I found myself drawn to Polaris and looking into the regulation of time in the body led me to the pineal gland. That non-local link-up has generated a shift in my focus, from time to narrative and that is informing this post.

I’ve been looking into Taoist Alchemy for a while and after my connection with the Pole Star and the pineal gland, I found this information from Mantak Chia:

As Above, So Below

There is one point in the sky around which all the other constellations revolve; the North Star point. The North Star is fixed, stationary, motionless. Taoists regard it as the Center, the source of the universe, the Nothingness, or Wu Chi. The North Star is the Gateway to Heaven. In the Tao, the body is a microcosm of the universe. “As above, so below.” Whatever happens “up there” happens “down here.” Hence, the physical body is marked with gridlines and meridians of light around a Center. The Center is called the “Tan Tien”, or “Field of Energy” (Fig. 3).

The idea of a Central Axis – the Pole Star in the firmament and a Cauldron in the body – is a central tenet in Taoist philosophy and alchemical practice. To get to the Center of the body, open the Tan Tien; to get to the Center of the Heavens, enter through the North Star. Both are doorways to the heart of the true Tao, the Wu Chi, from which both Heaven and Earth are born. The Inner Alchemy practice of the Universal Tao fuses the body’s energies to give birth to a spiritual embryo capable of maturing into a deathless existence and of flight inward, beyond time and space, to the source…..

The Darkness environment activates the glands of the Crystal Palace, actualizing their higher powers and providing a “way back” to the Original Source. When the Crystal Palace is open, it becomes illuminated like a million shining crystals. It can give and receive light and awaken our inner knowledge and deepest potentials. It receives light and knowledge from the universe and reflects it to the various organs and glands to enhance them.

The pineal gland helps us to overcome death by taking in external forces and combining them with sexual energy and the Original Force to form an “immortal body.” With this body we can leave the physical body before the final transition (death) occurs…….

In the Tao, the sources of longevity and immortality are within the body, not as a physical womb but a spiritual one. Taoists call this spiritual womb the “cauldron”. The right method to “cook the cauldron” is not to search outwardly for love from others, but to search within the naked and abandoned self. Self-love, or self-intercourse is the way to give birth to the Immortal Self.”

Excerpt from: Darkness Technology: Darkness Techniques for Enlightenment, Mantak Chia

From my perspective, the Crystal Palace links the imaginal cells of the anthropic body into the mytho-poetic world of the Aeons, of Supernature and especially Gaia. Our Divine Mother is continuously informed by the other celestial bodies to generate a narrative flow within Her own imagination that exists outside of time, as if in a dream. Her thoughts and feelings vibrate the geometry of our brain/body system and we each make our own interpretations, usually filtered through the misty prism of time, but other options are available. I resonated strongly with some of the ideas expressed here, but not with the specific meditation described, which is why I’ve omitted those passages, but the link is there so you can look them up yourself if you are interested. I omitted them for two reasons:

– I don’t find that I’m able to connect imaginatively with any of the organs in my skull; they are protected from all forms of psychic interference;

– the idea of a beam connecting to the Pole Star to the pineal gland is not how I experience the connection. I experience it as an instantaneous non-local event.

I discovered that I make the connection between Polaris and my pineal gland by looking at images of the pineal gland and knowing that it exists and where it is located in my brain and then forgetting about it and focusing on Polaris. You do need to be in a completely dark room without wifi or EMFs, so that you produce sufficient melatonin. I then form the lightly held intention to make the connection, as in “Let’s give this a go.” and I imagine the Great Bear and the Pole Star as I saw them in the sky and it’s as if a switch has been flipped. The amalgam fillings that I have in my teeth (I still hate the dentists that did that to me as a child) start to throb and I fall instantly asleep and have lucid dreams. When I wake up, something has changed in my life. It might not work in the same way for everyone, but I tend to find that function follows form, so what is the function of the microcrystals in the pineal gland?

According to S. Baconnier and S.B. Lang of the University of Negev, the calcite microcrystals of the pineal gland form cubic, hexagonal or cylindrical shapes and are thought to function as ‘harmonic generators and possible piezoelectric transducers. (Calcite Microcrystals in the Pineal Gland of the Human Brain: Second Harmonic Generators and Possible Piezoelectric Transducers: https://www.researchgate.net/publication/11165623_Calcite_Microcrystals_in_the_Pineal_Gland_of_the_Human_Brain_First_Physical_and_Chemical_Studies)

This image is from an earlier study by the same researchers, which raised the question of the effects of EMFs and radio frequencies on the pineal gland. Other studies have documented the damage caused by fluoride and artificial light and who knows what the effect of 5G will be. This looks just like an antenna to me, but I think it works instantaneously and non-locally, once switched on and connected with the Pole Star.

The idea I’m putting forward here is that, the pineal gland is an antenna that you can aim at anything. Aiming it at the Pole Star brings through, to you personally, in the form of dreams and visions, exactly the input you need to alter your DNA and transcend the trap of time. Ageing beyond maturity and premature death is a consequence of the precedence you give to time. You need to know the Source and Her MO to have the confidence to follow the guidance. (DNA works on principles of grammar and language, so that you can be part of the story. See the work of Pjotr Garjajev: http://www.rexresearch.com/gajarev/gajarev.htm

This idea is being explored by other researchers, but many are still under the spell of ‘the false deity who cannot see,’ so they tend to look only at the effects of Supernatural actions, rather than the full interaction between the human and the Divine – no epic story is unfolding within and through them. This site metatoninresearch.org has put together a lot of excellent research on the function of the pineal gland. I find it to be misguided in its focus on metatonin and endogenous DMT, but I’ve included these passages as they closely (although incompletely) offer a contemporary Gnostic-scientific description of the Earth Goddess/Pole Star/pineal connection experience.


“Several researchers have also suggested that the pineal gland may prove to be more than just a hormone production gland, it may also contribute visual imagery to our visual cortex, a second visual platform so to speak. The pineal gland may be called the third eye, but it is not a third eyeball. It has no lens, pupil or iris, but it does have a retina. In fact, the pineal gland may prove to be more like a television receiver. Several unique properties of this gland may contribute to the visual aspect of a METAtonin experience. One theory is that the matrix of corpora arenacea crystals (brain sand) in the pineal gland may be able to interpolate scalar holographic-hyperspace information into a physical realm signal that is then converted into photons by piezoluminescent DMT molecules in suspension, if they are present at that time. The photons emitted from the DMT molecules are converted into a neural signal by photosensitive pinealocytes in the gland then sent to the visual cortex via a neural pathway, hence, the television receiver theory. No other endocrine gland or area of the brain or body has such a unique collection of specific biological components…..

Scalar Holographic Reality and the Pineal Gland

In order to investigate the pineal gland further, it is necessary to grasp the nature of reality that the pineal gland is proposed to access: the hidden side or dark side of reality, which Anthony Peake in his book Opening the Doors of Perception calls the Pleroma, a term used in Gnostic teachings. As most researchers have deduced, it is most probable that the Pleroma and our human memory field are both holographic in nature, so this is something we need to grasp. Holographic reality really makes no sense at first because energy as we know it manifests in a very different manner in the holographic realm than it does in ours. On the physical plane we are surrounded by radiated concentric electromagnetic waves, but holographic reality exists in the medium of scalar or parallel waves. These scalar waves are flat….unlike the electromagnetic waves of our physical reality which are always curved, i.e. dispersive, in nature. Electromagnetic radiation, the energy of our reality, radiates in a curved wave from a point source such as a candle or a star. The further a wave moves from the source, the dimmer it becomes. This property of diminishment is not present in scalar reality in which the energy wave does not get weaker or flare out as it moves away from the source.

In a room with a scalar candle in it, the light in the room would be equally the same everywhere, and when one approached the candle it would get no brighter. But a candle, being a point source, is not a good example, if one were in a room where the whole wall was evenly lit up as the light source, that would be more like scalar situation; in addition, the energy from the wall would not increase as one moved closer to it. In scalar reality, therefore, distance is of lesser significance, for it has no bearing on energy levels. In our radiation-based non-scalar world, distance and energy in a way define each other, and define time and entropy as well.”

Killing Time

Time as a tool is useful for co-ordinating with other people, for travel and for certain types of planning – I’d like to keep that. But time as a usurper of life-force energy is no longer in my play-book. As the concept of time is no longer connected to any natural events or cycles, its phantom existence is purely digital, a symbolized ‘form’ totally dependent on human habits, behaviour and words to enliven it. It’s longevity (don’t you just love this game?) is testimony to the power of language and meaning-making through stories, that has been endowed in the anthropos, but that also makes it easy to ‘kill’. You can bring it back whenever you want, because you are given the power to do that – you ‘make time’ for anything you desire – you only have to pay attention to your direct sensory experience and learn how to aim and follow through.

Because time is an illusion held in place by the narrative flow of your own mind-stream, you ‘kill’ it by observing its ‘modeled form’ whenever it appears and replacing the word ‘time’ with ‘desire’, ‘energy’ or ‘experience,’ as appropriate. The past or the future are just different episodes or chapters. Change your language and see how that changes your life.


“If you want to awaken all of humanity, then awaken all of yourself. If you want to eliminate the suffering in the world, then eliminate all that is dark and negative in yourself. Truly, the greatest gift you have to give is that of your own self-transformation.”
~ Lao Tzu

Addendum

A while ago a friend recommended a book: Voices of the First Day, Awakening in the Aboriginal Dreamtime, by Robert Lawlor. It arrived the day after I finished this post and I’ve just started reading it and I’m enjoying it very much.

This excerpt is from Chapter 2:

“Because Indo-European language dictates that we express all our thoughts in past, present or future tense, we have the notion that time is an abstract backdrop moving in one direction, like the hands of a clock, from past to future. None of the hundreds of Aboriginal languages contain a single word for time, nor do the Aborigines have a concept of time. As with creation, the Aborigines conceive the passage of time and history not as a movement from past to future but as a passage from a subjective state to an objective expression. The first step in entering into the Aboriginal world is to abandon the conventional abstraction of time and replace it with the movement of consciousness from dream to reality as a model that describes the universal activity of creation.

The ritual dances and songs that the Aborigines perform every day celebrate the movement from subjective to objective that created the world.”

The southern hemisphere does not have a Pole Star. According to Earthsky.org Sirius will be the Southern Pole Star in the year, 66270! I find a correlation between the existence of a Pole Star in the northern hemisphere and the relentless advancement of ‘civilization’, as compared to the conscious simplicity of the highly ritualized and intentional Aboriginal lifestyle. As Dean and I laid out under the stars, we questioned who was the ‘primitive’ here. Has this entire episode been for nothing? Or have we learned something?

Much is made, in this book and others, of the ‘mistake’ of agriculture. I don’t find growing our own food, co-creating a beautiful garden or subsistence farming to be a mistake. Industrial farming is another story – the fruits of western intellect and effort have been consistently stolen and corrupted by the enemies of life. The horrors of colonization did not originate in Europe, but we are all involved in Correction, consciously or not. As one chapter ends, a new one begins. What are you ‘righting’? What can we learn from our southern cousins? And what is the function of the Pole Star?

Dreamcatcher Tomatoes

We finally got to put up the trellis for the tomatoes. We’ve wanted to get them closer to the house for a long time, but first we had to build the house and clear the rubble. That’s taken a few years.

We used abandoned yurt poles for the main supports and washing line, with a couple of hula hoops to make the trellis, because that’s what we had. the dreamcatcher weave is an easy way to make the trellis and it’s eye-catching too.

The boxed in beds have a mix of our own compost, forest mulch and biochar. We have cucumbers, aubergines and lettuce planted in between and I’ve just sown basil and nasturtiums. Not much to see yet, but they are growing fast and strong.

I’m using indigenous micro-organisms and chicken shit tea for fertilizer.

Bumper crop

This year (2019) was a bumper crop for tomatoes, despite a surprize hailstorm on 4th July that caused quite a bit of damage. I cut out the damaged stems and fruits and they just bounced back. The plants in the greenhouse will provide fresh tomatoes until the first frost, usually the last week of November or first week in December. I’m currently freezing and drying about a kilo of tomatoes a day and I expect that we’ll have enough to see us through until the first drop next year. That feels great, as I know exactly where these tomatoes have come from and that they’ve been grown without any chemicals and with structured water from our well.

In the past I’ve usually grown cherry tomatoes too, but I’ve come to the conclusion that they are a bit of a waste of space. We prefer big tasty, juicy tomatoes that we can eat in salads, use for cooking and dry for later. I started all the tomatoes from seed in a propagator box in the (unheated) greenhouse in mid- March. I’ve found that there’s nothing to be gained by starting them earlier, as they need the increasing light following the equinox to grow strong and healthy.

This year I sowed three types of tomato:

Corazon de Buey

The ‘ox heart’ is a Spanish heritage tomato – it’s big, juicy and delicious, with just the right balance of tart and sweet, firm-fleshed, few seeds and the best for salads.

The seeds germinated a bit later than the others, they like a bit more warmth and they were slow starters, but once they got going……

Mighty Corazon de Buey, just picked
Corazon de Buey tomato, sliced.

Mucha miel

Another Spanish heirloom variety, with a slightly ribbed, irregular shape and a rich sweet, flavour. It’s a large tomato, with attractive green stripes as it grows. Despite its size, it’s my favourite tomato for drying, as it isn’t quite as juicy as the others and dries just a bit quicker. – (This is important as an off-gridder.) The flavour intensifies when dried, especially with a bit of basil and we’ll have these with spring salads before next year’s new crop. It’s also a great salad tomato and is a prolific cropper.

Mucha miel and Rosa de Berne tomatoes

Rosa de Berne

Rosa de Berne is a Swiss heirloom tomato. It’s a great all-rounder, with a beautiful rose-pink colour and it’s really sweet and juicy. This is a very useful tomato as it is a heavy cropper and ripens early. It doesn’t have the acidity of the others, but it still tastes of tomato. In fact, all these tomatoes are intensely flavoursome.

This is a great tomato for cooking slightly and freezing for use in soups and stews in the winter, but will go nicely with salad too.

They are all winners!

Yellow dock root: badger medicine for a new story

Five years ago, I made a batch of yellow dock root tincture, for no reason at all at the time. It sat stewing silently in the back of my medicine cabinet, waiting for the moment to make its debut. That came in early spring this year, when Freya had a digging frenzy in the garden. She’s not much of a digger usually, so after one especially strenuous effort, I went out to inspect her work. You guessed right! She had dug up an enormous yellow dock and was chewing on the root.

Freya is a rescue dog, so we don’t know her history, but all animals, including humans, will self-medicate given the chance. We do know that she had a full slew of vaccinations just before we got her and when she arrived here, her back was severely hunched and her back legs were stiff, almost paralyzed. She couldn’t run. I suspect that the rabies vaccination was involved, as the shelter did not mention that she had had an injury or any problems before she came to us. Her back eventually straightened, but she still sticks her hind legs out to the side when she runs. She also has other health challenges and some difficulty in managing her emotions.

However, this post isn’t about Freya’s various conditions and how we treat them; I’m aiming to show how the process of guidance and learning unfolds when working with a plant teacher, how to work with the resources available and how perception shifts.

According to Culpeper’s Complete Herbal, all the docks are governed by Jupiter and yellow dock is turning out to be a quite outstanding teacher plant.

“Government and virtues. All docks are under Jupiter, of which the red dock, which is commonly called blood-wort, cleanseth the blood, and strengthens the liver; but the yellow dock-root is best to be taken when either the blood or liver is affected by choler. All of them have a kind of cooling (but not all alike) drying quality, the sorrel being most cold, and the bloodworts most drying. Of the burdock, I have spoken already by itself. The seed of most of the other kinds, whether the gardens or fields, do stay lasks and fluxes of all sorts, the loathing of the stomach through choler, and is helpful for those that spit blood. The roots boiled in vinegar helpeth the itch, scabs, and breaking out of the skin, if it be bathed therewith. The distilled water of the herb and roots have the same virtue, and cleanseth the skin from freckles, morphew, and all other spots and discolourings therein.”

It’s imperative not to lose your nerve when working with animals. I don’t take our animals to the vets (accidents and neutering aside) not because I feel confident in treating them, but because there is no other choice. Vets, just like doctors, are trained by corrupt institutions into a system that does more harm than good – yes, I know your vet is a wonderful, caring individual, especially when it comes to his/her bank account. The vast majority are not caring enough to question the dogma of injecting our animals with harmful substances for questionable diseases. (See: http://www.whale.to/v/rabies.html) They are incapable of treating the injuries and ongoing disease they have inflicted until they recognize that vaccinations cause many of the problems. Animals are the most excellent teachers of the healing arts, Sophia’s emissaries, no less.

I hadn’t even considered giving Freya yellow dock, but dogs don’t lie, so I dug out the tincture and gave her a few drops immediately. I also began taking it myself, so I could get the feel of it from the inside as I began observation and research.

Yellow dock (Rumex crispus): identfication and use

Yellow dock is named after its root, which is yellow and is the part of the plant with the most therapeutic benefit. It is said that the leaves can be eaten, and I’ll put a few young ones in our wild juice now and then for a hint of bitter-sour if there aren’t any dandelion or milk thistle leaves around, but not that often as the oxalates in the leaves interfere with mineral absorption in large amounts and it’s just not worth the bother. It’s the root that I’m interested in.

Yellow dock plant
Yellow dock root

Docks and sorrels are classified as Rumex and are part of the buckwheat, Polygonaceae family, commonly referred to as the knotweed family. They are native to Europe, but have naturalised in most temperate parts of the world. There are several kinds of dock plant, but the one of greatest therapeutic benefit is yellow dock, also known as curly dock. It goes by the botanical name of Rumex crispus due to the wavy edges of its long pointed leaves. It is easily confused with Rumex obtusifolius, aka broad leaved dock or butter dock. The plants have different habitat preferences; yellow dock likes verges, borders and edges and broad leaved dock likes to be the middle of things and its leaves are distinctively tougher and more bitter. I don’t know how the two plants compare biochemically, but these differences tell me that one cannot be substituted for the other.

R. Obtusifolius on the left R. Crispus on the right

Traditionally, yellow dock root is harvested in late summer/autumn after the seeds turn red. This allows for the plant to achieve maturity and for the seeds to propagate. It is generally considered to be a perennial plant, in that it will usually live for more than two years, if conditions allow. Obviously, when you dig up a plant for its roots, that’s it for that plant, so letting it seed first ensures that there will be future plants. I don’t think there is likely to be any shortage of yellow dock anytime soon, although the population density does vary from year to year. This year is a big yellow dock year – they are everywhere. I harvested in the autumn first, but I’ve just dug up some more in late spring, by the waning moon so that its energy has gone into the roots.

When it comes to deep learning relationships with plant teachers, I prefer getting to know them where they grow and then working with tinctures and sun oils. I use infusions and salves for tonics, refreshment and minor ailments, rather than learning. Time of harvesting does make a difference to the effectiveness of the medicine, particularly with regard to the season, the time of day and the relationship between the planets and the moon. I don’t reduce the plant material to ash for reincorporation in tinctures, because I don’t have the equipment and I see this process as depicting what goes on in the cauldron of your own hermetic vessel. The conjunction of spagyrics, plant alchemy, is the recombination of the essence or spirit of the plant, with your DNA, which transpires in your belly.

Yellow Dock, Anthraquinones, Hydrogen Peroxide and Detoxification

Before using it, I had the general view that Yellow dock root was for the liver, gall bladder and digestive system. It’s such a strong plant that I’d naturally thought that its medicine is best kept for severe issues, but it is actually very mild and safe. Some sites say that it shouldn’t be used by pregnant or breastfeeding women, because of its anthraquinones, but senna has a higher anthraquinone content and is considered safe for occasional use during pregnancy. Much is made of yellow dock’s mild laxative effect, but you’d probably have to take a lot more than I did for that to be even noticeable.

We started with a half-dropper twice a day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon when the bladder and kidney meridians become active (3-7pm). It has a bitter taste, typical of plants that support the gall bladder and liver, that was more unpleasant to us human guinea pigs than it was to Freya. After her first dose, she relaxed into a trance-like state. She is very sensitive and this is her usual response to something that works for her, as her brain and body process the new information. Over the next few days her ravenous appetite diminished slightly, along with her aggression. Her natural demeanor is sweet and playful, but the bouts of candidiasis, UTIs and digestive issues make her irritable at times. Then I noticed something odd.

After taking the yellow dock root tincture for a couple of weeks, sitting down one evening I caught an unmistakable whiff of hydrogen peroxide. I could not work out where it was coming from, I couldn’t even tell whether it was internal or external to my own body! It turns out that yellow dock contains anthraquinones, which are used in the industrial production of hydrogen peroxide and it’s quite likely that they are also involved in making hydrogen peroxide in the body. Why would the body make its own hydrogen peroxide?

For many years, hydrogen peroxide was considered to by cytotoxic, but it turns out to be “[A] ubiquitous molecule. We exhale it, excrete it and take it in from diet.” Hydrogen Peroxide: Ubiquitous in Cell Culture and In vivo?

From Hydrogen Peroxide and Scientific Dogma:

“[P]eroxides are ubiquitous in living systems (again see the Halliwell paper). In higher life forms H2O2 is produced in vivo by monoamine oxidase, xanthine oxidases, various dismutases, and other enzymes, under homeostatic control. There’s substantial evidence that hydrogen peroxide is a widely used signaling molecule (see references 21 to 26 in the Halliwell paper) and recent work has shown a role for hydrogen peroxide in reparative neovascularization. Recruitment of immune cells to wounds likewise appears to require hydrogen peroxide.

Far from being toxic, hydrogen peroxide is an important biomolecule, essential to ordinary metabolic processes. There is zero evidence that hydrogen peroxide does anything harmful in living tissues, at the concentrations normally found in vivo.”

The writer goes on to give his theory as to why scientific dogma sustains, regardless of the evidence:

“Why do myths like this take hold in science? Why do otherwise intelligent scientists cling to them and perpetuate them, regurgitating them in textbooks and handing them down to new generations of students?

I think the answer is, because it makes a good story, and as human beings we value a good story more than we value checking out the story to see if it’s true (providing it’s a suitably satisfying story).

Before there was science, stories were all the human race had as a way of trying to understand the universe. If someone told a good enough story, and the story provided a satisfying-enough explanation of something, the story endured. Some of humankind’s most cherished stories have survived for thousands of years. They survive, in many cases, even if they’re not verifiably true.

With science, the theory is the unit of storytelling. If a theory seems to fit the facts, it’s accepted. If, on closer inspection, a story is found not to fit the facts, it will still be accepted by many people, if it’s a satisfying enough story.”

But I’m still left ‘story-less’ regarding the function of hydrogen peroxide in the body. Some researchers conclude that it might be involved in the regulation of renal function and as an antibacterial agent in the urine. Others theorize that when the immune system is activated in response to bacteria, large amounts of hydrogen peroxide are produced by certain cells to fight the infection and that there is another molecule, peroxiredoxin, that converts hydrogen peroxide back to water if the levels get to high. In plants, hydrogen peroxide is thought to play a key role in stress perception, signaling, and acclimatization to metal toxicity.

Myopic scientists hang onto Darwin’s little tale like drowning sailors in a sea of alphabet soup. Compared to their turgid descriptions of interactions between bit-part players with long names, Darwin’s story is a masterpiece. At least his characters were alive. Internet research on any science related topic will take you into an endless maze of dead-ends and side-tracks, paved with fools gold. The facts presented are true enough within their limited context, but they are only a facsimile of real life. You can put them together in any way you want and find support for any theory you can conceive, but that won’t make your story true. Interactions and relationships that have been observed so meticulously in a laboratory, by scientists pretending to have no effect on the outcome of their experiments and totally ignorant of any effect their experiments might have on themselves, do not describe what happens in a living creature, with its unique ecology, experience and even desires. So why bother with internet research? I think of it as looking for the golden thread in the labyrinth. I scan the material quickly, with open-minded scepticism, looking for what tweaks my attention.

Hydrogen peroxide, the signaling molecule, had waved right up my nose. But what was the message? The very next day a friend from England arrived for a visit. She took the train from the airport to our local station and it was a bit late. She explained that they’d got held up in Ourense, where she looked at an interesting mural, until a man came out of the station, put on a red hat, blew his whistle and waved a little red flag to signal the all clear for the train to move forward. She found that action immensely charming. I saw it as the message for Freight-Train-Freya, that we were on track yellow dock and had the all clear to continue working with it on what was fundamentally a clearing the way process.

Amongst herbalists, yellow dock is universally highly regarded and there are many sites that describe the kind of conditions it helps with. One of my favourite hard copy references is: The Energetics of Western Herbs, by Peter Holms. Here is an extract from his Notes on yellow dock:

“Yellow dock is one of the many members of the knotweed family found worldwide. Like them, the root of the various species of the yellow or narrow-leaf dock is used as an important resolvent detoxificant remedy. Because Yellow Dock chooses a variety of pathways for accomplishing the job of detoxification, it ensures good results across a brad spectrum of toxicosis conditions. Toxin elimination is comprehensively favoured through the liver, the kidneys and bladder, and the colon.

Primarily, however, Yellow dock root is a bitter digestive stimulant (and cholagogue) that operates by reducing Qi stagnation of the liver, gall bladder and intestines. Because of its dry, cold nature, the root is best used in individuals presenting liver congestion that tend to generate damp heat, typically seen with symptoms such as bilious headache, jaundice, fatty indigestion, chronic constipation and a tendency to food allergies. Its moderate yet certain laxative action is signalled by the anthraquinone glycosides. For the same reason the remedy relieves the symptoms of toxic heat, intestines damp heat and gastric ulcer, where Yellow dock’s anti-inflammatory and astringent actions engage.

Yellow dock at the same time is a kidney stimulant that reduces acidosis and bladder deposits, and promotes urination – where the anthraquinones are active. Its detoxicant and depurant diuretic action here reinforces the detoxicant digestive effect. The net result: an effective remedy for congestive disorders of the skin and lymph. Yellow dock releases wind damp and heat in the skin and therefore addresses a wide range of eczemas presenting itching, redness and vesicular suppuration. Swollen lymph glands likewise benefit from the remedy’s ultimate lymphatic decongestant action.

In the West Yellow dock has a particular reputation for treating anemia. It is also a fact that the root is high in minerals, including iron. However, we must guard against making the statement that Yellow dock literally “nourishes the blood” in the traditional sense of tonifying metabolic functions. Nothing could be further from the truth. The fact is that Yellow dock is clearly a draining, detoxicant remedy for prime use in congestive, hot and damp heat conditions – the exact opposite of what’s required when treating blood deficiency, which is essentially a weak condition.”

Online, I find Richard Whelan’s site to be especially useful.

He has this to say on the mineral content of Yellow dock:

“Yellow dock is a mineral-rich herb; it soaks up trace minerals from the soil and transposes them into an organic form that can easily be absorbed and herbalists of old used to sprinkle iron filings on the soil on which they grew Yellow Dock to treat anaemia and blood deficiency (my comment – the amounts of iron or other minerals in Yellow Dock are likely to be very modest in the doses we typically use, however its broader tonic effects on the liver and gut in turn enable a better absorption of nutrients from the diet and it may be this that has seen it be able to help in cases of anaemia and depletion)”

From an alchemical perspective, there is a golden thread to follow where ever inorganic minerals, especially metals, are involved in biological processes. For a number of years, I’ve been contemplating the notion that microbes and minerals are key to the detoxification/purification actions needed to render the internal terrain hostile to parasites of all types and dimensions. It’s one of the reasons why we wild juice every day. A compromised and stressed immune system, that is constantly trying to attack heavy metals, pathogens and foreign biological material in the bloodstream, which it was never designed to deal with, needs help. My insight on the action of iron in Yellow dock is that it’s not a nutrient, but it works with hydrogen peroxide as a kind of Fenton reaction in the body to clean out wastes. The Fenton reaction is used to clean industrial waste water, but is said to be damaging in living systems. That is just another story based on misunderstanding of the role of hydrogen peroxide and has never been observed in a living creature.

Badger Medicine – the Keeper of Stories

To wrap up this post, I turned to another of my favourite reference books: The Earthwise Herbal, by Matthew Wood and this is what I found:

“The leaf of yellow dock is sour, like the leaves of its cousins sheep sorrel and garden sorrel. It is also somewhat astringent. In the root of the dock these tastes and properties are modified by the addition of bitters. Thus the plant is cooling (sour), binding or drying (astringent), cleansing, laxative and alterative (bitter). In terms of the doctrine of signatures, yellow dock is a yellow, man shaped root that helps downward movement in the digestive tract. This is a picture of a “badger medicine” in American Indian practice. My friend Kim Dudley, herbalist in Canberra, Australia, recognized the experience and commented from his experience, “Yellow dock is for excess badger energy.” That would be too much fire in the stomach and digestive tract, too much appetite and too much emotional energy.”

I could see Badger characteristics of aggression, persistence, quick to anger, a liking for solitude and willingness to fight for what you want in Freya, and also in myself. Badger is also said to be the keeper of the medicine roots and in some Native American myths is keeper of the stories.

In order to heal and regenerate, you need a story that is conducive to those aims. The mainstream narrative, regarding the inevitability of disease and degeneration that your body cannot repair, is a slow-acting poison on your unconscious mind, causing you to mistake signs of healing for symptoms of disease, so that you become an unwitting accomplice to your own demise. Yellow dock badger medicine goes right to the root of disease, freeing your mind from the false stories that inhibit your innate healing abilities as it detoxifies your body.

Freya has begun a new chapter in her story; for a long time she was ‘our problem child’ but now she is my teacher and some of her problems are beginning to ease (she has stopped digging in the garden too). I’ve also started a new chapter. I stopped doing therapy/healing work nearly five years ago, as there were other things I wanted to learn. Recently, I’ve been yearning to feel part of the community here, but it seemed like an impossible challenge as we don’t have cows or kids and barely speak the language. (The local dialects even vary from town to town.) Last week, I told Dean that I was thinking about returning to healing work, not working in a therapy rooms in town, but in a more organic way, somehow. The very next day I had three ‘clients’ here, one of whom is going to help me improve my Spanish, in return for me teaching her about the local healing plants.

Badger medicine digs deep and works fast!

Freya, the teacher, with Grand Master Shen

Addendum

At the beginning of the next shift, Zuby inexplicably made a bid for freedom and flew over the fence of the chicken pen. Izzy caught him immediately. Luckily, we got him back in and he lost only his tail feathers – and a nasty gash on his back. Not even, wounded pride. He actually seems quite proud of himself!

I was wondering how long to keep giving Freya the yellow dock root tincture and I took this as a sign to stop – Zuby, signalling a new ‘tale’ is on the way. Sure enough, a few weeks later and Freya appears, almost completely healed. See Healing the Waters for more info.

Easy Five Star Chicken Coop

Greetings!

My name is Zubynelgenubi, Zubi to my friends. I’m a gallo piñeira and I’m the king of the five star chicken coop, that was made by my valet Mister D, following my instructions.

Zubynelgenubi

Mister D had a hard time finding a good design, one that would be relatively easy for him to make and that would meet the needs of me and the starlets. Mister D said that many of the designs on the internet either looked very pretty, like Dutch barns and New England houses, or like prisons. After much consultation, this is what we put together.

Chicken coop and run

The structure is made of waterproof board and the sheets were cut in half at the woodyard. That meant they could be fitted into the back of the truck easily. Mister D cut out the openings for the door at the front, the window, the side for the laying boxes and the larger door at the back. Mister D wanted to make the back door large enough so that he could clean out the coop easily. He then fixed the window flap and the door and attached the boards to the softwood battens, so that it could be fitted together in the pen.

We have a lovely large pen, with an open area and some woodland, with a secure fence around it. The fence is to keep the dogs and other predators out. There are foxes, wolves, weasels, stoats and wild boar around here. We also have a secure run with a roof on it attached to the coop. Mister D bolts the door on the run at night to keep us extra secure, but this way we can all come out and scratch around in the morning if he doesn’t get up on time to let us out. (You know, I do my best but sometimes I’m crowing for a good hour before we get let out. I wonder whether Mister D might be a bit deaf.)

We have flags and windmills around the pen – Matron calls it homestead hen party – but it is really to stop the young ones flying over the fence. It works most of the time, they see the flags flapping and the windmills whirring and it breaks their attention. We have had a couple of near misses, so I’m extra vigilant now. (This is before Mister D upgraded the coop.)

Homestead hen party

A key issue for us chickens is perches. We feel safe at night when we can perch above ground, as we still have the ancestral memories of roosting in trees to keep away from predators. Most chicken coops don’t have enough height, because we need to be able to jump up to the highest perch without banging our heads on the roof.

Our perches are made of natural wood fence posts – they are rounded and feel just like smooth logs. There’s two of them, which avoids aguements and gives me some peace in the house. They’re lovely and comfy to roost on. The nesting box is off to the side and gives the ladies some privacy when they go to pay the rent – two eggs a day.

Perches and nesting box in the chicken coop

These are two of my girls, Bridget and Blondie, out by the feeder. The feeding area is covered, to protect it from the rain. Mister D tried putting the feeder in the run once, but it attracted too many sparrows, who then couldn’t work out how to get out. We don’t mind sharing our food with sparrows and blackbirds, but we don’t want them in the house at night!

Bridget and Blondie at the feeder

We also have a cabbage swing, which is a lot of fun! That’s Blondie, Diana and Ginger you can see behind me – I am in charge of security as well and I’m not sure about that machine being pointed this way.

Zuby and the Starlets

We also have a beach hut. It was our first home and quite sweet, but not really big enough and it fell apart after the first year. It serves as another nesting option too, just in case some one needs extra privacy! The beach is where we have our dust baths, which is absolutely essential for our health and hygiene. Luckily, Mister D and Matron have a wood burning stove in the winter and they cook outside in the summer. Mister D then sieves the coal out and gives us lots of lovely wood ash. The tarp keeps it dry in the rain – come rain or shine we need our daily dust bath.

Zuby by the beach hut

I know lots of people don’t like to name their working animals, but it really makes life more enjoyable for us all. We are well aware of our place in the pecking order, so to speak, but a little bit of common courtesy goes a long way and it makes it much easier for us to communicate with you.

Grinding Gears and the Killer Chakra

Far from being some esoteric idea, the chakra system is the gearbox that enables Supernatural energy, which you could just as easily call electromagnetic energy (of the natural kind) to be transmitted to your own mind/body system. From there, you transduce and transmit this energy to all life on earth, the earth itself and to the greater cosmos. The effects of Supernatural energy are observable and various methods of working with it are provable. If you have problems related to health, relationships, work or money (that just about covers everything, doesn’t it?) one or more of your chakras will be out of whack. You know what happens if you put the car in the wrong gear, it judders or leaps and you get that grinding sound and lose power to the wheels? If your life is going nowhere fast and you keep making the same mistakes again and again, that’s a symptom of grinding gears on your chakras, which could create a killer chakra.

The good news is that, if you correct chakra issues, and keep them humming along as they were designed to, other problems become easily resolvable, some even disappear completely. You will have more energy available to do other things and your life moves up a gear. Does that sound incredible? Well, all you have to do is prove it for yourself and you don’t need any special skills, it won’t cost you anything, all you need is a friend. I’ve seen this work with hundreds of other people over the past 10 years and a few weeks ago I had the opportunity to experience it for myself, so now I am 100% confident in the procedure.

The Manipura Master Dial

The Manipura is otherwise known as the Solar Plexus Chakra or the Third Chakra, third as in the third primary chakra from the First or Root Chakra (Muladhara) moving upwards. In the Hindu tradition it is known as the City of Jewels and I think of it as the Master Dial. It is also sometimes referred to as the Navel chakra and many writers describe it as being located behind the navel, which is somewhat confusing. In my working with chakras I’ve found that, in the vast majority of cases, the manipura is located about four fingers above the navel.

If you make the manipura mudra to balance this chakra, by clasping your hands together and intertwining your fingers over your abdomen in the place where they naturally fall, then extending the middle fingers outwards to make a point, the point would be directly over the manipura. To do this mudra correctly, women should have their left thumb over the right and it’s reversed for men. It only works on the chakra if you chant ‘raam’ loud enough for it to vibrate in the area beneath your hands. I’ve not found this method to be as effective as the Chakra Correction Method I describe below, but if you are on your own and feel you have a manipura disturbance, it will help. Pennyroyal herbal oil and pennyroyal tea also support the manipura.

In this post I’m focusing on the Solar Plexus and Root chakras and the relationship between them. That is not to discount the significance of the Sacral or Second chakra (Svadhisthana), but that is a whole subject in itself. The function of the Sacral Chakra can be summarised as the seat of the pleasure circuits. Energy comes into the Sacral Chakra from the Root Chakra and from other terrestrial life forms and goes out from the Sacral Chakra to other creatures and to the earth itself – the emotional body of the earth, Her living waters, are interactive with our Sacral Chakras. Adverse weather is a direct consequence of lack of natural human pleasure. A subject for another day…..

The chakras can be imagined as funnel-shaped vortices that extend out of the body front and back. The centre point of each funnel, or trumpet, where it is narrowest, interact with a specific bundle of nerves, or plexus. Each nerve plexus correlates to a specific spinal region, the corresponding glands in the endocrine system and is involved in the communication and management system of certain organs and senses.

The solar plexus chakra corresponds to the lumbar region of the spine and pain in this region correlates with a dysfunctional manipura. Correcting the spin of the chakra will alleviate the pain in most cases and, crucially, allow you to receive the insight as to what you need to change in your life to prevent the pain from returning. I have witnessed a visibly protruding lumbar disc assimilate into the correct position, so that all pain was dissolved and mobility restored, over a period of 90 minutes when the function of the solar plexus chakra was restored.

The nerves corresponding to the solar plexus chakra are mostly involved in the management of the digestive system, providing the communication between the organs and the brain, so that digestive juices and insulin are regulated, for example. The corresponding gland of the endocrine system is the pancreas. All pancreatic and digestive problems correlate to manipura dysfunction and correcting the manipura is necessary for sustained recovery – whether you believe it or not.

Psychologically, the solar plexus chakra is associated with will power and self-esteem. When all is well with this chakra you have a ‘can do’ attitude and confidence in your ability to deal with whatever comes up in your life, initiate action and work with intention and your insight or intuition is strong. When it’s not functioning correctly, you can feel overwhelmed or irritated, misunderstood and unable to get, or even define what you want in life. A classic symptom of third chakra dysfunction is loss of sense of humour. There is no escaping manipura malfunction now and then, as it is involved in all your interactions in the social domain. It functions as a ‘master dial’ on the other chakras, regulating the intensity you bring to your sense of self as the identity node of experience of your own life, and the centrepoint to which every thing else responds.

The manipura is traditionally represented as having ten petals, which are said to correspond to the following ‘disturbances’: spiritual ignorance, thirst, jealousy, treachery, shame, fear, disgust, delusion, foolishness and sadness. This was determined many generations ago in a very different culture to ours, so some of the disturbances might be slightly different for us today, yet the image of the chakra, its physical structure and its function still apply. The ten petals correspond to the main nerves that link the digestive organs and the brain and indicate the ten most prevalent issues that plague the social domain. Any individual who wants to access the energy needed to use their latent powers, must clear the disturbances that arise in the solar plexus chakra. This is humbling, grinding, crunch work, sometimes it seems as if it goes on forever, the same issues arising again and again, but you can be as certain as you can of anything that this is what is crying out to be corrected in your life, so that you can move on. The Chakra Correction Procedure helps speed up the process.

The downward pointing triangle in the circle of the ten petals indicates that the disturbances have emerged from emotions generated by unconscious learned behaviour from childhood, as well as the ongoing effects of our own cultural amnesia. We now know that these patterns that have been deliberately inculcated over generations to prevent self-actualization and autonomy, to keep us weak, confused and easily controlled. However, the experiential history of each race is written in the ten petals of the manipura and the future is created through how each individual corrects the issues that are shown up.

Most of the world is now in a state of deliberately contrived thirst. In the west, we drink dead clean water that flushes the system, but does not hydrate the cells. Dr. Batmanghelidj observed in his book, Your Body’s Many Cries for Water, that most sickness is caused by dehydration and that we actually lose our perception of thirst as we get older because the body has resorted to chronic drought management procedures and no longer asks for something it will never get. Maintaining people in a state of perpetual thirst is a proven method for keeping us stuck in second gear! Anytime you find yourself saying: why does this always happen to me? It is a the solar plexus chakra crying out for correction. (As an aside, when we lived in London we used to filter our water and structure it with lasers, which was expensive and slow. We now have a much easier and cheaper method, that you can find out about here.)

The manipura is where the individual meets the collective. The solar plexus chakra continuously broadcasts your emotional state and entrains or reacts to others that are broadcasting on similar or more intense frequencies. Telepathy and projection occurs via the chakras through infrasound, ultrasound, sonoluminesense and biophotons, with each chakra attuning to and amplifying signals within a specific frequency range, which are then interpreted by the brain. So, fear of authority spreads when some one experiences it and unconsciously broadcasts it via the solar plexus chakra and it is received by everyone in the vicinity who holds a similar disturbance. The big question is, what is the effect of some one broadcasting clearly?

The Killer Chakra

Towards the end of 2018, I started to feel unwell. I’m usually robustly healthy and optimistic, so when I started to experience an ongoing, intense pain in my kidney, along with debilitating backache and a sense of despondency, it was unusual. I started wearing the pain relief amulet and bangle continuously and although it was reducing the pain by about 80%, I didn’t feel as though I was healing. My gums were bleeding at the slightest touch and my teeth had become super-sensitive – I began to ask myself some questions. At the time, coming into winter, I was considering some changes in our lives. We had decided to stop running retreats and needed to find another source of income and, even though we had several great opportunities in the pipeline, I knew I’d hit an inherited fear and scarcity programme. But I couldn’t seem to shift it.

The first thing to note is that, in that state of mind, it’s really easy to miss the obvious; I’ve corrected the chakras of hundreds of people and witnessed many amazing results, but it took four weeks before I thought, “Hmmm, I wonder if it might be a good idea to check my chakras.” So, Dean did it for me there and then and the result was instantaneous. I felt the energy move up my back, the pain in my back and kidney went immediately and when I went to brush my teeth (just to really, see if it worked) my gums didn’t bleed and my teeth weren’t sensitive at all. As I said, I’ve seen this kind of ‘miraculous healing’ in many other people and in several cases the results have been validated by medical tests, but this was the first time I experienced it for myself.

Before describing what Dean did, I want to stress that this is a really simple, painless and self-evident procedure that anyone can do on anyone else. In fact, it is so simple that you might be tempted to discount its value; I can’t say that it works for every condition or individual, or even that it’s the best or only solution, but I can say with 100% confidence that most people will experience immediate significant positive changes in their physical or psychological health, that they can then build upon. It won’t work so well if you are drugged up to the eyeballs and, although you don’t need to believe in anything for it to work, you can will it not to work.

In this instance, my root chakra was spinning in the wrong direction and my solar plexus chakra was closed. I had become so involved in my disturbances that my manipura had shutdown, which is its first response to self-directed harsh criticism, so as to limit the effects of entrainment to similar negativity from others. I’ve never experienced my muladhara spinning in the wrong direction before, but I have seen it in others. Last summer we had a friend show up with a broken coccyx – the coccyx is the part of the spine that is said to correlate to the root chakra. He had just been signed off from work for six months because of it and was in a lot of pain. He showed us the x-rays. I did the chakra correction procedure that I’ve described below with him and his spine healed instantly. Obviously, I could not verify this with x-rays, but he jumped off the couch, declared that his pain was completely gone and he was able to move around, work and get on with life. Unfortunately, although the physical issues were resolved, the emotional and psychological issues were not. At the time of the correction, this individual’s solar plexus chakra was also closed and although we opened it in the session, he did not follow through with any of his intentions. The energy of the inner sun must be aimed outwards into the social domain, or else the aroused kundalini (who provides the energy boost for accelerated healing) will sink into her base, animal instincts. We all witnessed how he began to destroy himself and the effect this had on everything around him and I will write more on this in another post.

I’ve spent several months contemplating this incident and I’m as certain as I can be that the experience I had with the kidney and back pain was my body teaching me what I wanted to learn. I was shown how I was using the destructive power of the earth to kill myself! That might sound overly dramatic, but the directive power of the solar plexus chakra, the inner sun, will ultimately regenerate or destroy you – your choice! I’m committed to learning the processes of alchemical regeneration, which is leading me to explore kundalini and the ouroboros and the path is crystal clear: before you can regenerate, you have to stop killing yourself! To deny or ignore what calls for your attention WITHIN YOURSELF is to work against yourself and against nature and the cries from your own body will get increasingly stronger until addressed or you die. The manipura is the ‘master dial’ because this is where the mental ability to address emotional issues arises, which regulates the ‘throttle level’on the other chakras and your access to life-force energy, or kundalini. The solar plexus chakra is not showing you problems or limitations; it’s showing you exactly where to focus your self-determination in order to shift up a gear and fulfill your destiny. When the manipura is undisturbed, you have more energy available for other things. Not only is your full individuated life force flowing, but the warmth of your inner sun will arouse the sleeping kundalini, bringing Shakti power online.

The root chakra, or muladhara, is attuned to earth frequencies. The four petals signify the cardinal directions or up down, forwards and backwards. When the root chakra is open and spinning in the correct direction you feel safe, confident and supported by the earth, because you are! It is the foundation from which our conceptual and physiological self arises. The root chakra closes, as a reflex action, to protect you from destructive energies as a child and before you develop the mental ability to differentiate experience. We live in a society that generates fear to make sure we never feel safe, especially as children and many people never get to feel natural, regenerative earth frequencies for so many reasons. When spinning in the correct direction, the root chakra generates the power of FOR-ness. For-ce, derived from latin roughly translates as ‘power to it’.

For anyone who is awake and willing, who wants to participate in eliminating the parasites that plague us and resolving the problems of the world, you begin by correcting the chakras. This isn’t a substitute for external action, but the locus point of all action. The extent to which abhorrent, deviant and overtly satanic behaviour is being portrayed in the mainstream, shows that the enemies of life have reached a new level of confidence in their occult methodologies – they don’t need to hide what they’re doing anymore. Not that the masses have any awareness of how this affects them, or that they are unconsciously killing themselves, as well as everything around them – no one can separate themselves from reality. The root chakra is the killer chakra, when it is spinning in the wrong direction, the force of destruction. Lack of self-love, failure to act with self-determination and address the disturbances that arise in the manipura all lead to the activation of the killer chakra.

That’s the bad news. The good news is that our Aeonic Mother, in Her perfect wisdom, provides multiple solutions to every problem we face. I’ve used this Chakra Correction Method hundreds of times with consistent results. It is a physiological process that creates real and self-evident changes in your mind-body system. I offer it with a caution in that, while it dissolves the confusion that prevents you from seeing what you need to do in your life and releases the energy that is stuck in grinding gears, it is not a substitute for action and you still need to do your own work.

Chakra Correction Method

1. Train your pendulum to show you a correct ‘yes’ and ‘no’ until you have confidence in the result.

2. Have the subject lay on their back in a comfortable position, knees may be raised if necessary.

3. Locate their root chakra with the palm of your dominant hand, by holding your hand, palm facing downwards, a handswidth or so over the crotch area, where the chakra is located. You will feel a thickness in the air, or heat, or tingling in your hand when you have the correct spot.

4. Remove your hand and, holding the end of the chain of your pendulum drop it so that the point lands a handswidth above the physical body of the subject in the area where you located the chakra.

YOU DO NOT PHYSICALLY TOUCH THE SUBJECT AT ANY POINT IN THIS PROCEDURE

5. If the chakra is working correctly, after a few moments, it will start to rotate in a counter clockwise direction (from the perspective of the subject, as if they were looking down on themselves) for a woman and clockwise for a man.

6. If the chakra is closed, the pendulum will hang still, as if sucked down to the chakra. If this happens, you open the chakra by locating it again with the palm of your dominant hand (you are using your healing palm chakra for this) and begin rotating your hand as if spinning a disc, in the correct direction – ie clockwise for a man and counterclockwise for a woman. After a few seconds, stop spinning and check with your pendulum to see if it moves in circles in the correct direction. If not, do the process again.

7. Repeat the process for each chakra moving upwards, remembering that the spin alternates.

8. If a chakra is spinning in the wrong direction, you correct it in the same manner; locate it with your palm and rotate your hand in the correct direction. Always, remember to check with the pendulum afterwards.

Chakra Spin Directions

FEMALE SPIN CHAKRA MALE SPIN
Counter clockwise ROOT Clockwise
Clockwise SACRAL Counter clockwise
Counter clockwise SOLAR PLEXUS Clockwise
Clockwise HEART Counter clockwise
Counter clockwise THROAT Clockwise
Clockwise BROW Counter clockwise
Counter clockwise CROWN Clockwise

The spin directions I describe here may not correspond to other sources, but these are what I’ve verified as correct over several hundred sessions.

The procedure is self-evident because you use a pendulum to see the spin of the chakras – it is a biofeedback device. You can’t see the chakras themselves, but you can see how they cause a pendulum to spin in one direction or another, or not at all if that chakra is closed. The procedure is for six of the primary chakras only – I’ve never encountered the need to work on the Crown Chakra, also known as the seventh chakra or the Sahasrara, the Thousand Fold Chakra.

The key points to understand about the workings of the chakras are:

– each chakra spins either clockwise or counterclockwise when it is open and working correctly

– when a chakra is closed, it does not spin

– the chakras alternate spin direction from the root chakra up

– the chakras of men and women spin in the opposite directions

Female chakra spin

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Salvage Greenhouse

DIY greenhouse from salvage

This was our first greenhouse effort:

Greenhouse wreckage

Several hundred euros, several hundred pieces to put together, eighty-five pages of instructions and fifteen minutes of wind!  Obviously way too suburban for our environment. We salvaged some bits of polycarbonate to make cold frames and the mice ate everything – now we have cats.

Next, we tried a walipini.  Walipinis don’t work in clay, with wet winters.  Most of the posts on the internet that show how cheap, efficient and easy walipinis are do not mention the need to consider your local environment and climate, especially amount of rain in the rainy season, very carefully. The walls collapsed and we’re now using it as a pit for rubble from the house build.

Finally, a greenhouse to be proud of, from Dean and Marcus “Rockstar” of the North:

Salvage greenhouse

It’s not completely salvage, we bought the corrugated polyester and acrylic for the windows and the roof rafters. but the rest is made from leftover wood from other projects.  The front pillars are chestnut, leftover from the house.  We would not have been so ambitious as to use them ourselves, but Marcus said: what do you think about using those beams on the front?  It will be beautiful.  And it is.  The doors are salvaged from a collapsed yurt.

The first stage of the project was to rebuild the stone wall next to the barn.  It collapsed in a storm a couple of winters ago.  It happened just as we were contemplating going off-grid and the only bit of the wall that collapsed was right next to the electricity meter.  It was a huge mess.

Fallen wall

There wasn’t much space to work with and we were concerned that the foundation of the wall and the barn had been weakened by the electricity pillar – the wall was very unsteady.  So Marcus put in a buttress, using all the old stones and lime mortar.  It was his first stone wall and by the time he’d finished he could pick the perfect stone for each place just by instinct.

Rebuilding the stone wall

The part sticking out from the barn is an old bread oven, with the access in the barn – there are people around here that still use outside bread ovens – and a well.  The well in the barn was the only water for the house when we moved here, with a bucket on a chain.  We had originally thought about putting a separate roof over the bread oven and well and joining it to the green house, but Dean and Marcus decided that a single roof would be much better and we can’t use the bread oven anyway, as all our winter wood is in the barn.  We use the well in the barn for the garden, as it is shallow and doesn’t take as much electricity to run the pump as the deep well, but it also goes dry towards the end of summer, so we have to work on another irrigation system for the garden this winter.

Greenhouse beginnings

So, the frame went up:

The roof went on:

Greenhouse roof

And the windows in.

Greenhouse from the front

The greenhouse is well-sheltered.  It is on the north side of the wall, but open to the west and shaded by an oak tree in the summer.  Two of the windows open for ventilation, as we seem to go from cool to hot very quickly.  Spring is very short these days. My aim is to use it to get seedlings started earlier, although it is currently home to tomatoes that I repotted from the garden.  It’s December and we still have fresh tomatoes!  We have a small butane heater which we’ll use when the nights get colder.

Greenhouse bed in winter, with coriander, beets and artichokes

With love and thanks to Marcus and Miriam.

At the bus stop