The Brick…A Trigger…

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A Trigger for me is an item, song, thought that shows up to transport you by person or by spirit to another place for teachings, education or knowledge. It is also graced my path to let me know there is a new cycle or the end of a cycle. However it is not always black and white to tell and you might not ever know which type of trigger has been or is being activated; I myself am still on a learning curve.

About 3 years ago I had a dream about this average reddish/pinkish brick with two very different American kinds of flags, later on when I came across the brick were actually stenciled on. In the dream I was looking at the brick very close up, having no idea what the pics on the brick fully meant as it was the only imagine in the dream. turns out that the brick was a completion trigger, the brick was an ending cycle. Please see pic that is on top of blog, real brick being discussed here.

I woke up from the dream thinking what the hell? A brick with American Flags symbols painted on it? What does this mean? Attack on American soil? War? There was such a lack of information in this dream other than this extremely close up look at the brick; I could not mistake it when I actually came upon the brick a year later.

I have been basically living out of my car since 2006 when I lost everything I owned, it happens. I do some couch hopping when available, as I work getting myself back up on the pony. I actually have funded projects these days but waiting for them to start and the money end always takes the longest to come into play. In my someday everything will be great, over the last few years life has been hard.

I had just moved out to the area where I attended high school to live with a old friend from high school. Every day I took my dog for a walk around this small town taking in changes since I was last there growing up. Within the first week I came across this brick, literally in an empty sand dune lot just sitting there. I instantly knew this brick! I stood there for quite awhile contemplating what it means? What should I do? I decided to pick it up and take it with me. Just one day later I was moving out of the couch hop as my friend who had another friend living “in” him let me know it was time for me to leave. We will call this friend living in my friend Demonic, with eye color changes and all. I have learned that some people love demonic beings, it gives them power they desire and justifications for their behavior that are right. It is best to leave right away and allow them to work it out unless they ask for help.

I now added this brick to my van which was about six months, and then I put it into my storage shed for about year and half. Then a few weeks ago another friend of mine wanted to gift me a small travel trailer to live in up the hill for helping her cure her bone cancer. I just had to start paying rent on the rv space for it. I was so excited! Finally a place of my own where I can get some long waited writing done, a space by myself that was cheap and I could afford it. Finally a home!

There were several things that should have been warnings to me that this was not a forever home, maybe a month at the longest. It was meant to be a turnstile. A forced or pushed from behind kind of thrust so you get through a door way with no way of turning around or coming back. You know one of those metal turn wheels that regulate people like in a sub way, one at a time and you cannot go back through. One way only, forward!

I dug through storage and got items out for the new place! Two items that people might think would be strange was the brick and this highly developed energy being rock. The day before I am suppose to move up the hill my friend starts calling me acting a fool. I still have no idea, not one idea what was going on with her and the trailer. That night I have a dream that three native, indigenous grandmothers were at the trailer in the rv park they were wrapping the trailer in a long prayer blanket counter clockwise they said that they had to straighten out the energy that was currently there. The prayers on the blanket encouraging that existing energy to go backwards, reversing the energies there, un create themselves. The Grandmothers (ancestors) then smudged the trailer and prayed over it in a language I did not understand. Then I woke up, I felt great about moving up the hill now it was the first time the grandmothers had worked with me in the dreaming world and came to my aid, was a huge gift and honor.

I spend a whole day scrubbing and cleaning the dog urine that was extreme on the floors in the trailer and then I cleared everything out that was not needed and moved my stuff in and unpacked. Just when I finally finished setting everything up, I was setting down to write, get some work done, finally there was quiet, I felt good and BAM. A man pulls up to the trailer, who I did not know, was literally trying to come into the trailer. I stepped outside to gently confront him. Good news my dog was not happy, the man knew that he may be able to push me around but my dog was a whole other deal. One thing I have learned over the last 4 years is that people will do all kinds of rude, mindless harm to people: hit, stab, steal, lie, scream, push themselves onto you will not cease unless you have a loaded gun or a big dog that looks pretty protective and even trained! It is a last straw and they will move on when they cannot push anymore towards their desired goal. My dog has literally saved me from rape, carjacking (3 times), abuse, ect.

This time was no different the only reason this man backed off was my dog. Finally he left, turns out that he was the ex husband of the friend of mine who left town and gave me the trailer to live in. after three hours of dealing with this guy, he finally left and I knew that whatever was going on with the man and my friend was not good and I could not stay there, just felt dangerous to me. I pack all my shit up over the next morning into my van. I then pulled out a blanket put it under a tree with my dog on the grass. We stared at the clouds, the sky and napped for like 6 hours. That was a great healing day. The last couple of things I needed to pack up were the energy being rock and the brick. The rock and the brick were both speaking to me of staying there. I picked up the rock and found it an amazing home under this tree, the color of the rock started to turn into a dark green, I knew it was happy and doing the work that it had traveled with me for. Put tobacco prayers over it and left it.

I went back, picked up the brick and began looking for a right place for it. Wondering if someone else will dream about it and find it there where I will place it? I was still trying to figure out what the meaning of this brick was? Why I dreamt about it and later found it, carried it to this very place to leave it? Was beginning to think it meant nothing? Just part of the world I live in, strange.

I found a place under a tree for it, placed tobacco prayers on it and got into my van. I was getting ready to head off back down into Reno again, confused more than ever but great’ful no bad or harm had come to me. Then I heard this voice tell me to take a picture of the brick I might need it. I turned the van off, got out, grabbed my tablet and snapped a really close photo of the brick. That is the moment that I saw the exact image of the brick in my dream It meant to me that right now is the moment I had come to with the brick, a very important trigger here.

How do I make sure I greet this moment and opportunity properly?

I just looked as this trailer situation as the same kind of event that has happened over and over in my life, not just with living, but people in general and that it was tied to 1982 when the first Physical, mental and emotional trespass was made on me by men. This event was to play on for 30 years and it had scar’d me, brought me some continued damage. I also knew that the eclipse was also asking me to close this door, was giving me an opportunity and the brick was the trigger, the auspicious development.

This last eclipse was the book end to close that cycle that was started in 1982. The brick was the notification of the turnstile, that this is the moment I had been lead into with the brick as the trigger and what was I going to do?

I walked through the turnstile, closing the door on the past and drove off creating a new pattern of trust in the magic of my guides and beings who help me all the time, who arranged for the dream of the brick that lead up to years of carrying it to the right place during a perfect planetary alignment to close a thirty year door of pain, abuse, suffering, violence upon my person by men.

The next thirty years I choose sunsets and sunrises, laying on blankets under a tree all day long, watching clouds, letting my consciousness drift and sometimes I will get the chance to write about such things!

You still have time, the eclipse energy is still current o help you finalize your own past right now and start a new thirty year cycle of what you intend or you can unconsciously just keep playing this theme out until you are offered yet another chance again in the thirty years!

http://www.timeanddate.com/eclipse/blood-moon.html this ticket is good until the next eclipse!

Grow Food, Be Free and Live for a Living!
COE

The Old Lady in the Cedar Forest…

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Last Sunday I picked up my student and drove two hours south of Reno to what I call the cedar forest. There is an ancient cedar tree in that forest who I like to visit. She is by far oldest in this particular forest. I would like to guess her age at about 500 years; she has weathered many forest fires and hidden from many loggers.

It was not until several trips into this area that I came upon her, she showed herself to me. I travel to this area for ceremonial plant collection. There are two specific plant medicines that I go to this forest area to meet up with. Sometimes they show themselves and sometimes not. Whether the plants show up or not greatly depends on my needs, the ceremonies that are coming in the future and my prayers.

Sunday I took my student to this magical place and to meet the old lady of the forest. I was not sure she would show herself; in the end she did and quit loudly I would add. My student was taken by her majesty, he climbed into her and did some spirit work with her.
Ranging all over the cedar forest bared no red willow; it seems it is still hiding. Winter season is when it will turn red as it then has more willingness to be found. Red willow is often used for the pipe stems of scared pipes used in ceremonies. The inner bark is also used of the red willow by scrapping and drying to be used in the pipe for ceremony. I was looking for the illusive red willow for a pipe stem as I am getting ready to and preparing for my upcoming pipe ceremony. I have been trained for the last three years by spirit on the collection of herbal plants I will use in my pipe. These herbs are in aligned with women’s earth medicine. I will eventually be a ceremonial pipe carrier and my own blend of medicine for pipe and her ceremonies.

In the end I did collect some beautiful sage which I have already made bundles which are freshly hung up drying out, gathering energy for this next year and the ceremonies I will doing bringing these medicine/s with me.

I collected some medicine that had fallen off and was hanging around on the old lady cedar tree for an upcoming ceremony. Since she is very powerful and old she has many gifts. For me her gifts with the understanding and power of transmutation are beyond as she has lived through many a fire. She brings that fire medicine in a way only a tree would. When her medicine is brought for the healing of sick people who come to the next fire ceremony I am doing, the tree will bring the energy needed to transmute the trial by fire in the mind, body, emotions and spirit. Powerful medicine for sure brought in connection with grandfather fire medicine.

The old lady was a bit cranky on this day we came to visit her. When we were getting ready to leave she asked me to collect a rounded stone from the creek bed. She wanted the stone collected from under the water if possible.

I went to the creek and had to make several attempts at pulling out stones as most of them would not release themselves from the bottom. Then finally the right stone she desired popped out into my hand and I walked the stone back to the old lady.

She asked me to place the stone in a space that was inside of her trunk. A place that had been carved out by a fire long ago, the scorch marks still present. The old lady telepathically explained to me that the rock was going to help her conjure much need rain. The rock carried the information of being under water, abundant water which would help her connect up to the abundant water needed to cure the drought. Bring serious relief to this forest that she watches over and cares for like a gentle nurturing mother. She said the she had grown disgusted by the chemtrails as well as with the humans who consider no one but themselves. Their selfishness is a disease killing all living things. These choices the human make have forced unnatural change upon the earth and the change has destroyed the relationships to the rain, the water and the snow. The communicate between all the forces who interact as part of the whole no longer know each other and this means the water does not know where it needs to go, when it needs to go or how much it needs to go anymore.

On this day she reminded me of those tree beings in the lord of the rings. The old man forest watcher tree beings and having been around so long and seen so much that it take time for them to form conclusions about what is happening and what may need to be done. Might I say that the old lady is awake to the drought and to the energy forces it is damaging of the livings beings in the forest and elsewhere. I can say she is fully in the game now, all her chips are on the table and my money is on the old lady and all tree beings, the ancient ones. If anyone can do something about the drought, it would be a 500 year old tree, the mother of her children of all walks called a forest. She knows how long before she came to this reality how to bridge worlds energetically and beings in them, harnessing power to cease a drought by will.

A rain storm has been pouring down rain for the last two days here, which includes the area where I was on Sunday. It leaves one to wonder if this present rain is the work of the old lady. Did she conjure this rain? Did I in fact provide her with the information about abundant water with assisting her with bring her that stone? Sometimes we will never know, but for me it seems auspicious enough that I choose to believe that the old lady has the power to change it and is!

Watch out folks Mother Nature is waking up and she does not like what is going on, change is coming!

The picture on the article is not of the old lady tree. I keep her out of the public eye as not to send bad energy or any energy her way. I have a Big Love for trees on this planet and much of the work I do seems to be around them and with them. Trees are my favorite thing about this world!

Grow Food, Be Free & Live for a Living!
COE