Spiritual H'Artwork
ResurrEGGtion
A Golden Haired Goddess of Opportunity
Up until I was 5 years old, I lived right next door to an old ruined castle in the village of Scalloway in Shetland. The Laird who build this castle was a very cruel tyrant & was responsible for the ‘witch hunts’ in Shetland that went on during the 17C.
The women accused of being witches were tortured, executed & their bodies were burned at the top of the hill above the village.
During my own healing journey over the last 20 + years, memories from a past life surfaced where I knew I was one of these women, and my Soul in this Lifetime had returned to the original place where the trauma was inflicted, to heal these wounds & imprints from my Soul lineage, bloodlines and the land .... both from the persecuted & and the persecutor lines.
When I was a little girl my Granny used to tell me stories about the castle and the Laird, about all the medicine women who were accused of being 'witches' & executed, and about the heavy taxes enforced onto all the villagers ... the story being they even had to give him all their 'EGGS' to make mortar for his castle walls!
My Granny even took me up to the site on the top of the hill overlooking the village, where the women's bodies were executed and their remains were then burned.
My Granny also used to allow me to play with a very old antique, stacking 'Red Egg' which had 12 layers like a Russian Doll, which symbolically creates the number 13 when all put together. 13 being the number of the Divine Feminine.
She didn't even know where it had originally come from having been handed down through the family in many generations, but she suspected that sailors in the family must have brought it here from the Far East.
I was so fascinated with this 'Red Egg' that my Granny gifted it to me when I was older, and since returning to Shetland this year, I found it again, stored with my belongings in my parent's attic.
Immediately I was reminded of the artwork I created back in 2017, after I'd received my first Initiation from my Guru into the Magdalena frequencies. The artwork was of Mary Magdalene holding a 'Red Egg'!
The story goes that after witnessing Jesus's resurrection, Mary Magdalene travelled to Rome to proclaim the Gospel to Emperor Tiberius Caesar. She had a plain egg in her hands while declaring “Christ has Risen!” The emperor mocked her, saying that was as impossible as the egg turning red; immediately the egg miraculously turned bright red!
The EGG is a representation of Resurrection & Ascension, but it's also a representation of the Divine Feminine Life Force energy .... and here in Scalloway it was 'EGGS' that this Laird was stealing to make his castle walls.
That's when the awareness dropped in that this Laird wasn't just a greedy man trying to exploit the common people, he was consciously using specific dark practices to disempower the Divine Feminine from the Norse culture and land here, in the period after when the Shetland Islands was handed over in a dowry from Denmark to Scotland.
There is a direct relationship between the witch hunts, the systematic disempowerment of the Divine Feminine frequencies by disconnecting women from their natural gifts (intuition, nurturing, healing skills, herbal wisdom, mysticism etc), & also reducing women to only being able to have UNPAID work in the home in service to their fathers & husbands.
It’s the collective trauma of this disempowerment which has still been playing out for so many women who have 'Alternative Medicine' & ‘Spiritual' businesses which fail to create & sustain money & abundance! She also shared that one of the keys to resolving this collective trauma, was for women to come together in circle & support each other to grow & thrive.
So, in addition to the personal trauma healing I've been completing for myself & my ancestral lines, I've also been going back to some of these physical sites of persecution, to perform some deep energetic land clearing work, to release and transmute any remaining trauma & dark energies which were still held in the land at these specific sites.
On completion of this work, my Guides told me to create this piece of artwork to mark the occasion!
It represents a younger version of myself holding my Granny's 'RED EGG', to fully embody & 'Resurrect' the Magdalena frequencies of my Soul Lineage.
Red Breasted Phoenix
The day Joy returned ….
A cheeky crooner came to preen
Took perch upon my wing mirror
Peered in through a dust smeared windscreen.
Joy had been lonely in the bushes
Hide-and–go-seek such a solitary game
From whom had Joy been hiding?
Go- seeking so much restrained!
But a shaft of Springtime sunlight
Dared to dance in her den of demise
Stoked Life in scattered cinders
‘RED BREASTED PHOENIX, ARISE’
Joy invoked all her Courage
Passion, Self-Love and Trust
And let them Shine from her swollen heart
To laugh again Joy must.
So alighting on my wing mirror
Robin’s song was crystal clear
Why focus on what’s behind you?
When a Present is right here ….
Queen Sekhmet
Sekhmet .... Queen of matriarchal presence
You as the silent watcher
Waiting with endless loving patience
Claws retracted
Stalking my footsteps as I've stumbled
Year upon year
Through the layers of old story
My lessons in self acceptance ........
Sekhmet ..... Queen of Divine Will
You as the trickster, the joker
Me as your toy
A swift swipe of your paw in jest
An easy toss into free-fall
Or flattened to the floor, nose in the dirt
My lessons in sweet surrender ........
Sekhmet .... Queen of embodied Feminine Power
I AM the Goddess Kundalini
I AM my sunrise within a sunset
Heart full of Grace
An inner stirring, a simple choice
Its time
My lessons in Sovereignty ..........
An Owl's Invitation
I am a fully fledged U-turner
To bring paradoxical perspective my goal
Shining three sixty degree vision
To illuminate the dark nights of soul.
I can show to you your blind side
Flip all your outsides in
Put end to self deception
Pure wisdom my medicine will bring.
Are you a sincere truth-seeker?
Do maya's mists no longer appeal?
Allow me to be your wing mirror
We'll SOAR, in this new dawn revealed!!
Trust
How long can I hold this breath?
Yesterday's memories, dreams, wishes,
Cherished within a cage of ribs,
Lungs brim-full, with recounted air kisses,
Can I wait?
Joy was inhaled with pure reckless abandon,
Light mirrored by stars in a dear beloved's eyes,
Life rushed in, no concerns for tomorrow,
Yet ... Alas ... Love imploded within this heart's panicked cries ...
''I’LL WAIT!''
This fullness not easily relinquished,
But pain punishes a grasping hand,
Stagnant stuckness, overwhelming,
Lost, behind curtains of tears, I stand,
I can't wait ...
So hope's tangled tendrils now gratefully concede,
Human will yields to Divine,
With 'Trust', I embrace this bitter-sweet exhale,
In Shiva's arms I'll merge beyond time,
He awaits .....
Time to Shine your BeYouToFul Self